Chapter 3

It’s strange.

It’s freaking me out, and I can’t concentrate for shit on what’s happening. Instead, my brain starts running in circles. He’s never quiet around anyone, especially not me. On the contrary, whenever something’s got him upset or riled up, I’m the one he turns to. So why is he so weird now?

It must have something to do with me, that’s the only reason I can think of. Has he figured out what I feel about him?

The thought turns my spine into ice.

When the credits roll, he stretches his arms over his head with a groan, twists this way and that until something pops in his back, then he stands. “I’ll hit the hay. See you in the morning.” And without even a glance in my direction, he heads down the hallway and disappears into the bathroom.