The day dragged on. I tried to become invisible, tried not to exist. Only two people's opinions mattered anymore, and one was setting up a party and skipping school to do so, while the other was taking me dress shopping later.
When school finally let out, I walked as fast as I could to Finn's locker.
"Ready?" I asked, not able to keep the excitement out of my voice.
Finn turned, and for a brief second, so fast I might have imagined it, his face seemed to drop. It was as if seeing me had hurt him, somehow, or ruined his day ever so slightly.
But before I could say a word, his beautiful, genuine smile returned. "Well, aren't we excited?" he teased.
"Hurry," I whined, hand on his locker, ready to close it.
"Wait," he paused, tapping his lips. "I don't know if I have enough gas. Oh, w
