Chapter 14InfatuationTommyLockers were slamming, and other kids were laughing, shoving, flirting, caught in the end of the day mania, and I had never been a part of it before.
Hailee’s voice floated above the din of racket. “See you tonight.”
“See ya.” I watched her walk away, dangling on the hook of infatuation, when Finn tapped me on the shoulder, saying, “Ah, we got a bus to catch.”
“Yeah. Right.” I slammed my locker shut and began to walk with Finn.
Having hot dates for the dance provided us with a certain sense of clout I guess because the flow of bus riders seemed to make room to accommodate us. We eased down the hall past a huge banner stretched over the door reading, “The Freshmen Spring Fling.”
As usual, we grabbed seats next to one another, our legs stretched out, taking up
