“If we go as a group, I’m sure they’ll be okay with it,” I say. “As long as we promise to be responsible. What about you, Xavier?”
He shrugs. “It wouldn’t be my first time going, so my mom and grandpa are cool with it. Especially if we go as a group.”
Lily squeals. “This is so exciting! I always wanted to go on a road trip. Wait, it’s not on a school night, right?”
“Nope. It starts on Friday night and stretches until Sunday night,” Xavier explains. “But we can stay for a day or two.”
“Mom and Dad would never let us go for two days,” Lily says. “They wouldn’t want us staying in a hotel by ourselves. I think it’s best we tell them that we’ll go early Saturday morning and come home late. Do you think we’ll accomplish anything in one day?”
Xavier nods. “Sure. It really doesn’t matter how long we stay. I just want to go with you guys and have a good time.”
“Aw.” Lily kisses him. Then they start making out like my parents.
“How about we get back to the show, lovebirds?” I ask.
No response. They just continue making out.
I look at Chloe and she looks at me. With a shrug, I press resume and she and I continue watching.
Chapter Sixteen
Chloe
The Junior Musketeers and their guys are waiting at my locker Monday morning, Lily and Ava looking extra eager.
“Open it!” they chant. “Open it!”
“I doubt there’s anything in here today,” I tell them as I do the combination on my lock.
“He hasn’t sent you anything in six days,” Willow points out. “And it’s the start of a new week, so statistically speaking, there’s a high chance that—”
The locker springs open and a folded note flutters to the floor.
“Squee!” Lily jumps up and down like a little kid. Some of the surrounding students look at her like she’s lost her mind, but she doesn’t care. She just continues to squeal and urges me to open my new love letter.
With shaky hands, I unfold it.
I know of a girl name Chloe
Such an inspiration I wish she’d know me
But as I’m not ready to be shown
This I want to be known
That she’s special and kind
Has written things to change my mind
I look forward to reading more
To read them over and over until my eyes get sore
Her words have changed me for the better
And I hope she’s enjoying reading this letter
Sincerely,