I slung my bag around my shoulder and locked my locker.
“Quessandra!” I heard Marie, my closest friend in ballet class, call me. I turned to her and saw her walking towards me.
“Do you wanna come? We’ll be having a night out at Berkshire tonight. Drink and chill,” she told me with a wide smile.
Tempting.
I smiled and shook my head. “I would love to, Marie, but Evan is already waiting for me downstairs…” I told her apologetically. “Maybe next time!”
She rolled her eyes playfully before nodding. “Okay, next time! Maybe this Friday. It’s gonna be Allison’s birthday.”
I smiled and nodded. “Sure. Count me in as long as I am invited,” I told her.
She gave me a queer look. “Of course, you are invited! We are all invited!” she beamed.
I chuckled. I am not really a friendly person s
