Summer's Pov
The equipment room thing should not have affected me as much as it did.
I told myself that on the ride back to school, standing in the hallway after Tyler walked me to first period, sitting through a lecture I retained absolutely nothing from. I told myself it was fine, that I had handled it, that mouthing those two words at Crew and walking away was the most dignified exit I could have managed under the circumstances and I should be proud of myself.
I was not proud of myself.
I was jealous. Stupidly, embarrassingly jealous. Brianna's hand sliding into his, her voice all smooth and possessive, the way she looked at me like I was something that needed to be removed from the room. And the worst part was not even Brianna. The worst part was Crew letting her lead him out and g
