Jeremy’s POV
I’d just walked out of the pool, the water trickling down my skin, when I heard Sophia’s high-pitched voice as she heads up the stairs.
“Hell yeah, I am!”
I froze mid-step, towel in hand. Why the hell was she tagging along to the concert? Sophia had spent years trashing that band, she called their music “boring and basic,” and swore that anyone who vibed to their songs was a certified loser. And now, out of nowhere, she was suddenly dying to go? But I knew better because with Sophia, nothing was ever spontaneous she always had a plan, and this right here was proof.
Tania’s eyes flicked to me first, wide with the same surprise I felt. She tapped Bella’s arm quickly. “Isn’t that the guy who’s supposed to be driving us? How come he’s not dressed yet?”
Bella turned, and her
