AMARA
“What’s got you grinning like a lovesick teenager?” Soya teased, leaning over to peek at my phone. I hurriedly turned off the screen and tucked the device into my pocket.
“It’s nothing,” I said a little too quickly.
In truth, it was a text from Xander — a simple message, but enough to send a ridiculous smile to my face.
I shifted my attention to Ashley, who was busy sifting through a pile of dresses spread out on the couch. She held each one up, clearly taking her task of choosing an outfit for her school event very seriously.
Soya however wasn’t about to let it go.
“I saw you and Xander talking the other day,” she said, her eyes sharp with curiosity. “Are you two… good now?”
Good? Cool? Whatever that meant.
“Maybe,” I answered with a small shrug, though in my heart, I knew i
