Chapter 45: Isabelle: Forgiveness

I rub my finger across my still tingling lips as I walk to class. I'm not sure if Grayson's behavior is sweet or troubling. He's clearly worried I'm going to get back together with Cam, which I guess is sweet in that he cares enough about losing me that he freaked out. But jealousy is never a good thing, and I hope this isn't going to be a recurring issue with him.

"Isabelle!"

Turning at the sound of my name, I come face to face with Andrea. My stomach clenches, and the tips of my ears burn. What does she want? I hitch my backpack strap higher on my shoulder and take a deep breath.

"Yeah?" I say, much snottier than necessary.

"Can we talk?" She doesn't look me in the eyes when she speaks.

"I have class." I'm sure she does, too.

"I know." She sighs. "After school, maybe?"