I murmured as I parked my car at school. I preferred the sunshine, personally. I flipped down the visor and narrowed my eyes at the frizzy strands of hair framing my heart-shaped face. I had tried to get my hair into a ponytail, but the rain made a rebel of it. I jumped out of the car and hurried into the front entrance. Kids stood in groups inside, water dripping into small puddles at their feet. I shivered in the manufactured air of the A/C and headed for my locker. The black Doc Marten’s standing next to my locker caught my attention as soon as I got to the top of the staircase. I lifted my eyes and caught sight of the back of Aaron’s head as he talked to Dana. I took a deep breath, inhaling the lemon-free air. I knew all there was to know. Dana met my eyes over his shoulder. I marched up and took her by the elbow, pulling her down the hall to her own locker. “What’s going on?”
