First, because I’ll be attending my first dance in less than twelve hours. And second, because last night before falling asleep, I promised myself that I would work up the courage to call, text, or e-mail my mom just to see how she’s doing. This is the longest I’ve ever gone without speaking to h...
The following morning, intent on avoiding him—as much as I can since we share a class—I get to Art early enough to switch seats with the unfriendly girl next to me. She doesn’t say a word when she arrives and sees her seat taken. She just smirks and takes my place. Mr. Gideon doesn’t seem to noti...
“Did you think I would leave with no way back to you?” he whispers in my ear. “Alex …” I raise my head from his chest and look into his eyes, which are a brighter blue than the ocean. In the background, the crashing of the waves is rhythmic and soot...