In shock, I fell to my knees.
“Dawn!” I shouted. I put my fists to my forehead.
The back door opened, and I looked up to see Paul. “I’m sorry, honey, but you’ll have to leave.”
In complete humiliation, I rolled my bike out of the yard and put my helmet on so the facemask would hide my tears. I sped down the alley, not knowing where I would go, and wishing my engine could roar.
This wasn’t real, was it? How could Dawn have broken up with me?
I hated my whole life.
It was only ten A.M., so I cruised around the streets I knew and branched out to some I didn’t. After I rode past the skate park a few times just in case Dawn had decided to go there, I groaned.
Malaki was walking down the street and waved at me.
I thought about ignoring her and driving past, but then realized I desperately needed to talk to someone.
“Hey!” she said cheerfully. “I wasn’t expecting to see you until tomorrow. What’s up?”