The second Skylar turned on her heel, it felt like the ice under my skates had given way.
I watched her weave into the crowd with her shoulders stiff, her head low and her hair bouncing with each determined step that she took.
I wanted to call after her, wanted to chase her down right then, but my voice caught in my throat and I couldn't say anything.
Instead, I muttered the dumbest thing imaginable.
“What just happened?” I asked to no one in particular.
June spun on me so fast, her hair whipping over her shoulder like a whip c***k. She planted her hands on her hips, her eyes wide in a mixture of disbelief and fury. “Are you being serious right now?”
I blinked hard at her. “Yeah, I mean…she just—”
June threw her arms in the air. “Oh my God. You are serious. You are actually f*****g
