Boston drove in silence, his grip on the steering wheel was tight, jaws were clenched and breathing was heavy. However, Bo did not bother to interrupt, because she was not in a good mood herself. Echo had angered her, even more, because that girl had changed drastically or maybe they did know her well enough and she had always been full of herself. But, Bo still couldn't imagine her to be this arrogant, because she had spend more than just a day with her. How long could a person pretend to be nice, if they are not actually a nice person.
‘Didn’t she say, Boston is her friend too?’ Bo found herself questioned, trying to remember if that is what Echo had said to her back then. The girl, they both had met at the departmental store two years ago, was funny and straightforward, but not arrogan
