L I A M
After class, I walked over to Rowan, "Zac wasn't here today. Did he tell you why?"
"I don't know. Maybe he's sick," Rowan replied.
"You don't seem concerned," I pointed out, unable to hide my annoyance.
"Well, I’ve been calling him for days now and he would send my call straight to voicemail. Intentionally, Liam. How does that not seem a bit suspicious to you?"
"So you think he's avoiding you."
"Maybe," she said, a shrug on her shoulder. "Or maybe he's avoiding all of us. I mean, he was pretty pissed off the other night at the camp for no good reason. He’s acting weird."
"He’s acting weird, huh? Are you genuinely dumb or are you pretending to be?" I scoffed.
"Excuse me?" He raised a brow.
"Rowan, we both know there is no 'maybe' to it. Zac is obviously avoiding us, and it'
