Hopkins. “I’ll catch up with you in a few,” he said, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek. “Have fun getting the full lowdown from Gwen about her time with Jeff last night.” “Yeah, can’t wait,” I said dryly. We both climbed out of the car and parted ways. I headed towards the front of the building to meet Gwen, who had painted the entire entrance with Homecoming flyers telling everyone to vote for King and Queen. “As if anyone could forget?” I remarked upon arrival. “It’s not so much of a reminder as it is an aid to get everyone in the spirit of things,” she said cheerfully. I grabbed the last few flyers that had yet to be posted and pinned them on the wall as well. “So, have you made a decision about who you’ll be taking?” asked Gwen. “Still sorting through my options,” I replied. “Really? I thought for sure you would have already landed on a certain red-hot, blue-eyed Casanova.” I pinched my lips together to resist a peculiar smile that crept too quickly to the surface to suppress.
