When Our Worlds Collide (Our Worlds #1)

by Lindsey Iler

appreciate her picking me up for school and put the phone on my nightstand. My mind wanders back to him, as it has every other moment since I woke up in the hospital. After what happened, why isn’t he trying to see me? How could he not? He’s not a complete monster, so what’s stopping him? He almost took my life, and in return, I saved his. That warrants a visit in the hospital, or at the very least, a quick text to say, “Hey, know I almost killed you and all. Just wanted to see how you were feeling afterwards. Keep your chin up.” The only rational excuse I keep feeding myself is maybe he doesn’t have my number. He can’t just walk up to just anyone and ask for it. I’m Little Miss Unsocial. The only people who have it are Violet and a few others in my AP study group. The rest of my weekend consists of watching movies and reading in bed. The parental units wait on me hand and foot. Sunday night, my brother, Will, calls to see how I’m holding up. We haven’t talked in weeks, so it’s nice to catch up with him. He asks about everything I remember from that night. I try to keep my story straight. This could become complicated if everyone keeps pestering me about every minor, little detail. Monday comes too quick, more for my parents than me. They would keep me hostage if they had any say in it. I’m more than ready to go back to school, to be surrounded by people, even if they ignore me. Anything is better than mind-numbing characters in the rom coms I’ve subjected myself to. Real ...

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