Page 115 of Drama Queens Don't Fall For Charming Boys

“This is it,” Mia hisses, her face only a few inches away from mine. If I’d turn my head, I’m pretty sure our noses would collide. Maybe our lips. I make sure to keep my head straight.

“Chase? What are you doing here?” Tori’s muffled voice says.

I can’t make out what he says or what she says next, but it sounds like they’re talking.

“We’d better leave before they catch us.” I turn my head, a bit too strongly, and my forehead bangs into her nose.

“Ow.” Her hand shoots to her nose.

“Sorry! Are you okay?”

With wide eyes, she lowers her hand. “Does my nose look fine?”

I narrow my eyes as I study it, then slowly lift my hand and touch it. “Does it hurt?”

“A little.”

“It looks fine. Just a little red. I’m really sorry.”

She doesn’t say anything as she stares into my eyes. I stare into hers. She’s really so beautiful, both inside and out. My heart pounds all over and the room is getting a bit too hot.

“I think we should…”

“Yeah.” She breaks her gaze. “Of course.”

We get to our feet and leave the auditorium. I have no idea what’s going on in that office, but hopefully they’re deciding to go out.

We get in my car and I drive us toward Mia’s house.

“I know I’ve said this already, but thanks for your help,” I say. “Even if nothing comes out of it, at least we tried.”

“Yeah, but I’m being positive. Those two are written in the stars.”

I think about that for a second. “If that were true, why did they break up?”

She shrugs. “Sometimes things happen at the wrong time. Sometimes, after many years, it’s the right time. Maybe they were too young or something.”

I laugh lightly. “We’re talking as if they’ll end up together.”

“Because they will.”

“I hope. He was really happy when they were together. He couldn’t stop talking about her. It was adorable in such a nerdy way. Do you know he made word search puzzles for her because she loved them?”

Mia laughs. “That’s so cute.”

“He made this huge word search activity book for her and planned to give it to her for a graduation present, but they broke up before they graduated.”

“Oh, that sucks.”

“Yeah. He spent weeks on it.”

She smiles encouragingly. “Maybe he’ll have the chance to give it to her soon.”

“Maybe.”

I pull up before her house. “Good luck studying for the math test,” I tell her.

She groans. “Ugh. I hate math.”

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