The sun hung loosely in the sky when I got home, casting an orange hue over the pack. It was better to meet Azaire under the cover of the stars. Most of the cars in the parking lot were gone except for a family red sports car.
“What’s Quin doing here?” I asked.
We hadn’t spoken since the incident at school. I had no desire to chase after her as if nothing was wrong. There was too much going on in my life. I met her by the corner bar in the living room.
“Quin? What’s up?” I asked.
“Nothing,” she said churning her cocktail at the corner bar of the living room. “I’m looking for Blazer.”
“Why?”
She frowned. “It’s the last football game of the school year. We have to make sure it’s amazing. Have you forgotten you signed up to make the banners at school?”
Holy crap.
“I completely forgot—
