My heart dropped a little. From the way Anna stood stiffly at the door and the silence behind her words, I could already sense that something serious was going on. Anna thrived on drama, but this — this felt like something heavier. Something bigger.
“Okay, go,” I said, trying to act indifferent. “I’ll be on my way.”
“No,” she replied firmly. “We’re going together.”
I clenched my jaw, irritation bubbling up inside me. Without thinking, I grabbed the spoon from my cereal bowl and hurled it in her direction. She squealed and quickly ducked, the spoon clattering against the wall behind her.
I gritted my teeth in frustration. I wish that spoon had hit her square in the head. Maybe it’d knock some sense into that stupid girl.
The cornflakes sat forgotten. My appetite was gone.
I stood up,
