

My voice cracked even though I was trying not to show weakness. He was really going to make me walk alone into my senior prom, where I would possibly be crowned royalty tonight? Was that too much to ask? Plus, hello, this was my senior prom. But now that he’d pulled out the jerk card, I just needed him to walk inside, prove that he existed, maybe punch Jules in the gut for me, and then walk out. I had really liked him before he decided to break up with me in the parking lot at prom. That wasn’t the only reason I’d wanted Bradley to come tonight. That it was she who was trying to divide our group in half. So yes, I wanted my friends to see that I had not been lying. Her latest claim was that I’d been lying about having a boyfriend for the last two months. She’d infiltrated our group a year ago and ever so slowly tried to turn my best friends against me. You only care about your friends seeing me. The fact that you said that makes me know it can’t. And if you have to, can’t it wait two hours? Isn’t that how boa constrictors kill their prey? Not even this thought made me let go. He sighed, releasing some air, which allowed me to tighten my hold even more.

And even though I knew desperation wasn’t attractive, I couldn’t help myself.

Logic was definitely not ruling my brain right now. Instead, I gripped his waist more securely by wrapping my arms around him and pressed my cheek against his chest. In some part of my brain, probably the logical part that seemed to be missing at the moment, I knew I should let go and walk away, maintain some of my dignity.
