One week later
Jordan's POV
It was a week since the party and the rumors about Daniel and Melody 'dating,' but I didn’t care.
After the party, I ordered pizza, got ice cream, and watched a movie with Joshua.
I wasn’t hurt; I was angry that my friends were blind to Daniel’s true nature—he was a player.
Over the weekend, I hung out with Matt on Saturday night, and we devoured a box and a half of pizza. Liam and Jerry joined us afterward. Now, I have school in fifteen minutes. Great.
"Jordan, please try not to be late today," Mom said before slamming the door.
I just got out of the shower. It wasn’t my fault. Madison loved to chat for hours, and Josh didn’t wait for me.
I threw on some skinny jeans and a light gray crop top, paired with matching Converse. I put my hair in a high ponyt
