They are lucky, all their lockers are nearby. I lean my shoulder on the lockers next to them.
“Why did you guys transfer?” I finally ask. It has been bothering me since I’ve seen them in the dean’s office.
“We’ve felt like doing so,” Ethan answers vaguely.
“But that’s not really close to your homes.”
“We’ve moved to one of Bryan’s properties. It wasn’t used and he let us stay there until the end of the school year.”
“That’s crazy,” I mutter in disbelief.
“We actually quite like it here,” Ethan adds, closing his locker and leaning his shoulder on it, facing me. “I really do,” he adds more softly, looking at me in the eye.
“Did you just transfer for…” I trail off, not believing it, not wanting to say it out loud too.
“For you? Yes,” Ethan answers shamelessly.
“That’s crazy,” I say a
