ASHLEY’S POV
Homeroom felt louder than usual the next morning.
People were buzzing, whispering, tapping their feet under desks. I sat between Melissa and one of the other cheerleaders, trying to act like my heart wasn’t still bruised and throbbing from everything that happened with Lucas.
The principal’s voice crackled through the speakers overhead.
“Students, I’m excited to announce that our annual Masquerade Dance will be held in two weeks…”
The entire room erupted.
Melissa gasped so loudly the girl in front of us turned around.
“OH. MY. GOD. YES!” she squealed, grabbing my arm. “Ash, it’s going to be amazing! The dresses, the masks, the music - ugh, I’m going to look so good.”
The cheerleaders all started talking at once, talking about color palettes and glitter and matching w
