“Oh no,” I grated. “Not again.” “Just go straight to the car and get in,” Phoebe instructed. I did as she said. I tried hard not to meet anyone’s gaze. I could feel my cheeks flaming red and I hated that everyone was watching me. I could hear giggles and snickers and rude mutterings among everyone. I shook my head as I thought to myself that it was nothing compared to what Ben was constantly being put through. I was angry and really needed to work at not showing it. Surely, whoever was doing this was watching for my reaction. And Ben’s. I slid into the driver’s seat. Phoebe slid into the passenger seat, placing the little white box on the floor by her feet. I saw Hailey and Olivia pushing their way through the crowd. “Just go,” Phoebe commanded. “And don’t look at them! We’ll just pretend we didn’t see them.” I had already started the car and shoved on a pair of sunglasses.
