Monday came a little fast for me, and probably for Shay too, but it was of course inevitable. Of course, I have a million questions for Austin about what happened Friday night, but he’s a douche, so why would I care? He’s not in to me, remember? I knew it. Shay and I both have our junior licenses even though we’re sophomores. Around here, you cant get it at around 14.

“Are you ready to face the gorgeous beast?” I ask Shay as I park into the student parking. She looks over at me with a smile, but I know deep inside she’s crying. She feels betrayed, as do I. With all that in mind we get out of the car and get ready for hell.

Shay and I finally go our separate ways when we head for our lockers and homeroom. I don’t pay any mind to anyone else while I spin the dial on my locker until a familiar voice says,

“Hey, I didn’t see you at the party, did you and your friend come?” Austin asks me. I don’t want to say anything and I don’t turn around to face him. I cant, but I will have to eventually.