When lunch rolled around, Trent and Simon were waiting for me in my usual spot. Yeah, this wasn't going to be the least bit uncomfortable. I considered turning and running back into the closest building and hiding out in the bathroom until lunch was over. But then Trent looked up and met my stare. So much for hiding.
I plastered a smile on my face and sat down between the two of them. "So. . . what's going on?"
"I'm trying to convince Trent we should hang out today," Simon said. "All of us."
Right, because that had worked out so well yesterday.
"Oh, I have to help my stepmom today," I said quickly, relieved I'd been able to come up with a believable lie.
"See? Chloe can't even do anything," Trent said. He leaned back on his hands, his arm brushing mine as he did.