Lizzie practically flew down the flight of stairs waving her phone like a flag and her hair gathered up in a bun. She was in her spongebob pajamas.
“Lizzie, be careful.” Savannah scolded her.
She was breathing fast, her hands on her knees when she reached where we stood.
“I know, I know. I just need a picture from you both.” She raised a finger. “Just one.”
“Why?” Chloe asked.
“Oh it's not you guys.” She referred to Dean and Chloe. “I'm talking about them.”
She pointed to Sav and I.
“Why?” Savannah asked this time around.
“Well, your pool picture kind of blew up online after I shared it with a cool hashtag. And now, everyone's asking about the hot couple. I have to keep up with the demand, you know.” She explained like we were supposed to understand.
“... So you mean we'
