BELLA
“Oh, you come here every other day,” Nayla said. “And somehow you make me come with you. I blame myself for being friends with a nerd.”
“I asked you not to come. You just think I won't make it to the bar in time.”
Nayla laughed. “Anyway, it's a way of paying you back for helping me at the bar these days. I mean, I get paid. You only get my wonderful company.”
Yeah, that was me. The studious girl who read all the time. I guessed Mum would be proud of me. She always felt I didn't put enough effort into my studies— she wasn't wrong. Back in high school, I was very average when it came to academics. I smashed every extracurricular activity that the school could offer. I was the leader of the cheerleading team from my sophomore year— that wasn't something that happened very often. I
