Fourteen: ReedI had no idea what the hell was going on, but whatever it was… I was thoroughly enjoying it. I had never seen Rowyn so jumpy or anxious. Or wearing that outfit. Her linen pants were low and loose, but her white tank top was not, and it was entirely probable she was just trying to drive me insane. I had known her for my whole life, and never once had she done her hair that way. Sure, it was possible she suddenly decided to care about the first day of school, or that she wanted to dress up for Mabon, but that hadn't happened, ever, in almost seventeen years.
Her energy was all over the place, and I would be completely lying if I said I wasn't dying to find out what would transpire if I pressed her for an explanation. Honestly, I'd given up on her ever seeing me for who I was n
