I’m in such a rush to get out of the classroom that as soon as I step out into the courtyard I barrel into someone, forcing them to stumble a step or two before they face me. “Watch it,” he practically snarls. It only takes me a moment to place him as the tattooed guy from the pool. I haven’t seen him around campus, and I haven’t been back to the pool since that day. Despite how much I already miss it. “It was an accident, Griggs,” Maggie snaps right back.
