Just me and you

was one of those rare silences where everyone was too jittery to speak. Lola sat cross-legged on her bed, her

Roman is?" Lola asked. "Did

" I said, practically shoutin

am Hutchins. He came to our school with his cousin-Roman Carter. Apparently, Sam's pare

Hutc

Juice

air as I let it sink in. That changed

," Stella said softly

aking her head. Her dark curls

" Lola explained. "They're pretty close. I overheard them

thoughts swirling. Then, an idea sparked in my hea

at

ull with a heavy tray of chocolate chip cookies-a

d over the wooden door of the Car

shoving the tray into her arms. "Time fo

against the solid wood and its little triang

hoed from above, and

LA

to toe. I squealed, gasping as

front door swung open. And there stood Sa

realized

s widened

low on his hips. His dark brown hair was messy and free of the usual leather jacke

r from my hair. "Wow. Your apolo

't feel like strangling

His fitted grey T-shirt stretched across his broad frame, paired with loose navy jeans. His short curly brown

lasses," I snapped. "O

Lola and shoved it into Roman's arms. "The

p it. I turned to grab Lola's arm-because she was

ry off. It's the

t I nodded. Honestly, we were already halfway to pops

behind us. Sam bolted up the stairs, leavin

ning to Lola like she was so

"I-I do. I just... do

faux-sherpa hoodie, which matched the

hing?" Roman smirked, puff

ut then-thump-thump-thump-Sam came down the

like clouds

"Thanks," I muttered, wrappi

ly, still looking mildly stu

furniture, built-in wood shelves lined with hardcover books and random knickknacks. A flat-scree

. "Your living ro

ed. "Thank

corner of the couch w

"did you two have anything to do wit

ked. "What

ight at the mention of it. Hi

h his hair. "I told him to delete it. I swea

I could feel my anger f

couch. Sam's energy-chaotic as it was-h

Lola said suddenly,

hat, the mo

without hesitation,

Sam. "What

hair falling into hi

t me in,"

that, we had

ouldn't know