Page 141 of Rock Me All Night
Kara flips him off. I suppress a smile. She really is a great friend.
She picks up her pen and scribbles something else.
You can't keep dodging a conversation with me. What are you hiding from?
"Nothing," I say.
"Hey! Quiet," the guy says.
Kara turns the page, writesFUCK YOU, and holds it up to the guy.
"Want me to call Professor Rivers?" he asks.
She rolls her eyes.
"We can talk after class," I say.
"Then, after class, you say you need to study, and you disappear, and you cancel our brunch date to avoid this damn conversation."
"I won't do that."
The guy leans in. "Would you please shut your big mouths?"
Kara snaps. "Hey! My best friend and I are going through something. So why don't you mind your own damn business?"
A few students around us turn. Even the professor notices. His eyes go straight to Kara.
"I know it's tough to come back after a break, but let's get our eyes on the screen, huh?" He presses a button to change to the next slide.
Kara tears a sheet of paper from her notebook. She fishes through her bag, pulls out a pen, and slams it on my desk.
Write it down if you have to, but tell me why you look like hell. It's not just about your parents and your sister. It's more than that.
She mouthsnow.
I scribble on the paper:I don't want to talk about it.
She writes:At least tell me what happened with Miles.
Fine. I write two words:It's over.
"More than that," she whispers.
"That's it."
"That's obviously not it, but fine. This is the friendship you want to have—that's what we'll have."
The annoying guy leans in, but she cuts him off.
"I'm fucking leaving, okay?" Kara shoves her things into her bag, pushes out of her seat, and makes for the door.
She's leaving ten minutes into class.
Screw it. I shove my stuff into my bag and follow Kara out the door.
There are a few students in the hallway, staring at their books, but it's otherwise empty.
I follow Kara towards the front door. "I don't want to talk about Miles, but we can still talk about other stuff."
