[Lily]
I open my eyes. The light streaming through the trees gives Atticus a golden halo that makes him appear angelic when combined with his god-like smile. I would think I’d died and gone to heaven, except that I know better. Heaven has fewer headaches and sore backs from leaning against a tree for half the morning.
Maybe he’s a fallen angel? That seems about right. Weren't the first demons angels who fell into hell?
“You want me to do what?” I blink at him groggily, rubbing my eyes with one hand while shielding them from the sun with the other.
"Have lunch with me," he smiles brightly. "Off-campus," he adds with an outstretched hand.
Against my better judgment, I let him help me off the ground. "What do you mean, off-campus? We aren't allowed off-campus unless we have special perm
