I thought Ace was quiet until I find myself trapped in the same car as Cameron.
He barely says a word to me. He just minds his own business with his foot hard on the gas peddle.
"Ace didn't tell me you were such a chatty person." That's my poor attempt at starting a conversation.
Cameron keeps his eyes on the road ahead.
"He's a forgetful young man."
I smile despite myself.
"Oh, there you are. You actually talk!"
"I'm trying to understand why you think I don't talk."
"Maybe it's because you don't talk much?"
"We don't know each other, Allison. That's why I don't talk much to you."
"Charlotte has known you for what, three years?"
"Three and a half."
"And yet you won't talk to her."
He looks at me, his brow creasing before he turns back to the road.
"That's because she av
