The Romantic Date
POV Adam
I cursed the whole way back to the Weys' house. Amber had left me stranded in one of the most dangerous neighborhoods in the city; if that cab hadn't shown up when it did, I might not even be here to tell the story. Between my rage and the twisted little plans running through my head about how to make her pay for ditching me, I couldn't stop thinking about it. My name isAdam Raymond: I don't take humiliation.
To make the joke worse, the cab driver overcharged me just because he said I lived in a fancy neighborhood. I rang the doorbell until my friend finally showed up to rescue me.
"Where's Amber?" he asked, annoyed the second I told him the truth.
"Your sister left me hanging and took off to the mall. And the cabbie... pretty much took the last
