CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
“Girl, that was cool,” Emma gushed immediately we walked into class.
She sat on the first row, eyes glued to her phone.
I forced a smile.
“Was it?”
“Oh, hell yes, it was.” Emma grinned, showing me her screen. “It’s all over the school page. I mean, girl—you looked like a total queen. And those last words you told her? Brutal. Absolutely brutal. The look on Melissa’s face was so refreshing.”
Stella immediately rushed toward her.
“Show me! Show me!”
The two watched the video for a few seconds before bursting into loud laughter.
I shot the students staring at us an apologetic look.
These two.
“Refreshing,” they chorused dramatically before laughing again.
Stella turned toward me proudly.
“Now that I’m watching it again, it’s even better. I always knew there was
