Selina’s POV
“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” I muttered, climbing out of Sera’s car.
“I can’t believe you actually agreed to come,” Kira said from the backseat, grinning. “This is progress.”
Miller’s farm was exactly what I’d expected…a massive bonfire in the center of a cleared field, surrounded by hay bales arranged like makeshift seating.
Music thumped from speakers someone had set up near a pickup truck, and the air smelled like smoke and autumn leaves and cheap beer.
There were easily fifty people here already, most of them from school. Some I recognized, others I didn’t. Everyone looked relaxed, happy, and normal.
“See?” Sera linked her arm through mine. “Not so scary.”
“I didn’t say it was scary. I said I felt underdressed.” I tugged at my flannel shirt self-consc
