Kayla pov
The final bell rang, and the hallway erupted into its usual chaos, lockers slamming, voices rising, everyone racing toward the exits like the building itself might collapse if they lingered too long.
Priya walked beside me, already halfway through a conversation she'd apparently started before the bell even rang.
"I'm telling you, if we get there late, we'll end up behind the marching band parents again."
I blinked. "What?"
She looked at me like I'd personally offended her.
"See? You're not listening."
"I am listening."
"Really? Then what did I just say?"
I opened my mouth and closed it again.
"Exactly." She pointed triumphantly. "You have absolutely no idea what I've been talking about."
I laughed. "Okay... maybe I drifted off for a second."
"A second? Kayla, I've b
