LEXI
Mrs. Lane spoke again. “River, is there something going on between you and Lexi?” Her question jolted me out of my thoughts. And I realized I still hadn’t responded to her.
“No,” I added. “We’re just friends.” She didn’t look convinced as she kept her eyes on me while asking, "When did this friendship start?"
I didn’t even know when to say it started. So I picked the first day that came to mind: the day of the meteor shower.
Her brows raised, as if she were about to ask me another question, but before she could, I blurted out, "Is there something wrong with me and River being friends?”
At this point, it was clear that something was up that neither River nor I were aware of, and I couldn't stop myself from asking.
Mrs. Lane looked away, the silence stretching for a heartbeat b
