She sat ramrod straight in a chair at the glass table, raising her chin in the air as she mentally assessed me. She picked apart my clothes with her eyes, the color streak in my hair and my nail polish. I should have gotten the fake lip ring. But I did have Quinn, and my mom was being a little mo...
I should have known that would happen—I only wish I’d been smart enough to go with him. I loved Lexi, but I was starting to get irritated by my old friends. They were back to the same old comparisons of trust funds and discussions about which Ivy League school they’d get into without trying. &nbs...