Simone poked me. I jumped.
“What?”
“You dazed out again.”
“I did not daze out.”
Simone rolled her eyes. “Lia, are you seriously going to deny zoning out? You’ve been doing that all day!”
I wanted to deny it but I couldn’t because she was right. This was exactly what I was doing.
“Fine, I’ve been zoning out.”
She grinned. I knew she was going to ask me about it now and wanted to know what was going on with me. It was important for me to tell her. For one, she was my best friend, and two, I was also needing to get it off my chest and say it out loud.
“Okay, spill it,” Simone said, flopping onto my bed. “You’ve been zoning out like a lovesick pup all day.”
“I’m not lovesick,” I shot back, crossing my arms.
“Right.” She smirked. “So, what’s been on your mind? Chemistry? Trigonometry?
