"I don’t know, Kaia," Lara says, sounding like she’s ready to pack up and leave already.
But in reality, it’s not even class time yet.
From the front gate all the way to the hallway, I’ve been bugging her about something important, asking for her opinion like my life depends on it.
She continues, "If you’re planning to get a dog, that takes a lot of responsibility."
"I’ve been thinking about it for a while now. Mom and Dad are totally up for it. They’re just waiting for me to give the green light."
"I don’t think now’s the time."
"And why not?"
Lara runs her fingers through her tangled hair, smoothing down a few stubborn strands. A random student brushes past her shoulder, muttering an apology before hurrying off. She turns fully toward me.
"Well, for starters, you don’t even know
