~Harlow’s Point of View~
My mind whirls as I lead Luke outside, without a clue as to where I’m actually going. For a moment I think about going out in the woods where I get my morning package for Skip, but something tells me not to. I push out a door on the opposite side of the school that’s away from the woods, into an empty parking lot. For fire drills, everyone is supposed to go out front, unless they are being bad or just leave completely.
Goddess why does it feel so good to be bad? Or maybe just do as the bullies who I hate do? Maybe just this once I can see what the fuss is all about. I can go somewhere with a boy and make out!
Ugh but this isn’t me! It’s so irresponsible!
None of that matters when Luke threads our fingers together and the full warmth of his hand engulfs mine. A
