Poppy
“Boo!”
I nearly screamed, jumping back on the sidewalk, before realizing the sound had come from an automated decoration in my neighbor’s Halloween display. Jesus, I must really be on edge.
JesusI must really be on edgeI usually didn’t scare at the sight of a cheap plastic ghost, but ever since the night I’d gone home with Zach I’d been feeling jumpy and anxious. The night you rejected Zach, I reminded myself. I had avoided being alone with him after that night, which proved to be a bigger feat than I’d expected. I’d had to pull some serious ninja moves around campus to dodge him. I knew I was being childish, but I’d been feeling a mixture of embarrassment and regret; we’d had a great time and then I totally freaked out, running out of there like a crazy person.
The night you r
