School ended rather quickly on Friday and before I knew it, I was approaching the parking lot with Sam, who calmed down a lot from Tuesday, when he was interrogated by Dylan. Seeing as he began parking in an empty spot in row E, he had to walk past the guys in order to get to his car. Today, I had to join him. And it was just our luck that the guys decided to wait.
"I'll be right back, I'm going to make sure my brother knows that I'm not going home right away," I told Sam and he nodded. I approached the truck and walked up to my brother. "You can go home now," I blurted. "All of you. Please."
"You're still mad about Tuesday?" Dylan asked.
"No, I'm just not going home," I told him.
"You're spending the night at Sammy's house?" Isaac asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
"No," I told them befor
