Olivia
The day ended not so well. I did not really know how to feel. The note was still with me. I did not want him to see it, but I knew he would eventually ask me. He knew when something was wrong. He knew me so well. Of all the people, he was the only one who memorized me so well.
The ride back home on motorcycle was quiet, except for the strong wind that hit my face. I held the visor up intentionally. Somehow, it had calmed me down. After our classes, we went straight to the parking lot. We did not say anything and that caused the tension. I just wanted to go home, plop down on my bed, and sleep.
When we pulled into the driveway, Storm followed me to the gates until the front porch. I opened the door to my house with my key and walked inside the living room. Storm followed suit. I
