“Did you hear about what Sloane said to me this morning?” Layla closed her locker and turned to face me. She acted cool, like she hadn’t been ignoring me all morning. “I wanted to t-t-talk to you about that later.” I scoffed. “Layla, are you kidding? You told her I was the person at the door? The way she was freaking out, it’s like she thinks I did it on purpose or something.” Layla threw her bag over her shoulder. She crossed her arms. “I d-didn’t think she’d flip out on you, ok-k-kay?

