Layla
“Jody? Are you in?” I asked, wondering why he had such a skeptical expression on his face.
“I don't know,” He said. “Your parents must have a good reason for hiding this stuff from you. I don't think it's such a good idea for you to start sniffing around.”
Carla snorted, rolling her eyes. “You're such a party pooper.”
“Shut your mouth, Carla.” Jody retorted. “I'm just speaking the truth here.”
“You can't tell me you're not in the least curious about why she's a hybrid. Not even a little bit?”
“Well, I am, but—”
“There you have it,” Carla interrupted. “Stop being a goody two shoes and help us.”
I let out a sigh. “Look, Jody. As much as we would need your help, I would never force you to do something you're not comfortable with. If it's not okay with you, that's perfectly fine.
