Scott’s voice registered in my brain. I looked up at him, hot tears streaming down my face. He and Jasmine squatted next to me, and Georgia rounded the corner to join the little freak show. “I’m okay.” “I’m thinking not,” Jasmine said. “What happened in here?” Scott asked. “Where’s Zach?” Georgia glanced around. “Everyone, just back off. Give me a second.” I must have been looking pretty scary because they all took a step back, eyes-wide. Georgia’s skin was pink, probably warming the place back up for me. I’d done a pretty nice cool down. “Jas. Can you go turn the sign to closed for me?” Scott asked Jasmine. “We passed Zach as we drove into the lot. What happened?” “He dumped me for Samantha Jones,” I said, staring at Georgia. Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. “Samantha Jones?” Her voice had a distinct screech to it. “Was that the wimpy blonde in his car with him?” Jasmine said as she approached. “He brought her along to break up with you?”
