"He said that doesn't know if he's going to homecoming," Phoenix explained and I sighed. "What'd you think he was going to say?"
"What?" I asked him with furrowed eyebrows.
"Well, you were obviously nervous. Is there something you need to tell me?" he asked.
"What? No!" I retorted.
"What'd you have to ask me earlier?" he inquired.
"Nothing," I answered. He continued to stare at me as we approached the library. He caught me off guard by hopping into the middle of the doorframe, gripping the sides so I couldn't slip by.
"What was it?" he continued.
"What was what?" I asked, looking at the floor. What if I c***k under pressure? I usually do!
"Grace!" he snapped.
"Gracelyn," I corrected him as I looked at the space between his arms and the door. Maybe I could squeeze through.
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