ALLISON’S POV
“Alls, are you okay?” Katy whispers for the third time in, like, a single minute. She keeps sneaking looks at me like I’m about to fall apart in my seat. “You came back really late last night and dipped so early this morning. What’s going on?”
I swallow and shrug, pasting on what I hope passes for a normal smile. “I was with Jessy. We lost track of time. You know how it is.”
She clearly doesn’t buy it, but before she can press, Mr. Hopper clears his throat and launches into another painfully long explanation about something I should definitely be paying attention to. The moment his voice fills the room, Katy sighs and turns back to her notebook.
I almost do the same. Instead, I stare at my notes without actually seeing them, grateful for the temporary escape.
I left our
