Spotting Kaleb, Sara skipped down the hall the extra steps to catch up to him. She slid an arm through his without him hearing her, but a smile spread across his face when he greeted her.
"Hey buddy," She said, leaning the side of her head against his upper arm for a second, "How important is your English class?"
"Well," Kaleb said, "Considering I'm already failing, probably not that much. Why?" He looked down at her, lowered his voice, "You feel like bailing?" It was like old times, Kaleb could feel that she really had been serious about being afraid that everything was changing. She wanted to hold onto things she was comfortable in, and Kaleb was okay with that—because he was the thing that added to that comfort. Maybe Georgia was right, maybe it was time.
Her eyes were bright when sh
