CLYDE'S POV
Summer had called me to say she'd be at the hospital with Kingsley's mother, which left me exactly where I didn't want to be - alone with my own thoughts for the night.
"Earth to Clyde!" Gabrielle snapped her fingers in front of my face, bringing me back to consciousness. "What are you thinking about, that made you zone out, completely?"
"Nothing much. Just this and that." I shrugged it off. "You ready?"
"I was born ready." She grinned, already reaching for her bag. We were headed to a party one of our friends had thrown together; a stand-in welcome party, since the real orientation showcase had been pushed back.
"Strapless gown or corset gown?" she asked on the walk over, hooking a hand on my shoulder like it meant nothing. It really did not mean nothing. But I went rigid
