“But Thompson is another level.” “I have no idea who you’re referring to.” “Colton. Colton Thompson. He’s a heartthrob.” “He’s an asshole, and my hand stung after I slapped him across his stupid face.” I’m so proud of myself. My best friend halts in her tracks, looking at me with her eyes wide open. “You slapped Colton? Like really slapped him?” Her voice is high-pitched, and I frown.
