Rowan’s Point of View
“Colton, you ready to go, man?” I shouted walking into their yard.
“Oh, sure. I can hardly wait” he grumbled from a chaise lounge.
“You really think it’s going to be that bad?”
“Yeah, I do. She’s a yoga teacher, she’s probably one of those hippy dippy vegans that makes her own granola. And if I tell her I don’t want any part of her weird idea then I’m the jerk. The jerk that has to see her every day” he crossed his arms.
“He’s been complaining about this since last night” Stacia said as he walked out of his house. “You’d think he’s being forced to marry her the way he’s carrying on. Where’d the sun go?”
Colton looked up at the sky, “why is it cloudy all of a sudden, did you piss Dylan off?”
“I might have slightly upset her?” I admitted.
“What’d you do?”
