ALLISON’S POV
Since morning, Black has been blowing up my phone with calls and texts. Honestly, it’s a miracle it hasn’t exploded yet. I should respond, but nah…I want him to stew a little. Nervous and anxious people make decisions way too easily, and I like having the upper hand.
Now? I’m all dressed for my date with Justin, standing at the side of the campus café. It’s cold, so I’ve got on a long coat and I’m checking my face for the third time in the tiny pocket mirror I swiped from Katy. I reapply my lipgloss again, smacking my lips together. Technically I should feel guilty for stealing Katy’s mirror, considering I bailed on her in that tiny dorm room while she’s wallowing over her broken heart.
But seriously, I’m so excited to go out with Justin… so sorry, Katy. He’s always so in
