Daniel's POV
The camping trip was great, except for when Cassie pushed Betty off the cliff into the water. That was hilarious.
All week, I've been thinking about Jordan—her smile, her kisses, the way she frowns when deep in thought, and how she gets when she's angry.
I hate to admit it, but I miss her. I miss her so much.
Madison texted me, saying Jordan was doing alright and at least safe.
"Dude, you've been brooding all day. Let's go for a drive," James nudged me.
"I don't want to go," I replied, lying on my bed and switching on the flat screen.
"Forget about her, man. You're Daniel Johnson; you can get another girl in hours."
"I don't want another girl; I want her."
"She played you, man. Are you seriously going after her?" He frowned. "What if you get rejected?"
"I don't care.
