"Sorry, I didn't see you there!"
I bent down to pick up my book. "Not a problem,” I mumbled.
I looked back up, my frown fading as I realized the clumsy student was not just a random student. Her bright brown eyes glimmered with guilt, but she smiled, too. She fixed her soccer jacket and grabbed my textbook off the floor. Brynn.
I grinned and took the book from her. I had almost completely forgotten about Brynn. It had been over a week since I had talked to her, and the guilt was starting to swarm me. Was I trying to remain friendless?
"You were gone yesterday," Brynn stated.
It was Tuesday, the day after I had gotten back from rehab, the day after I made up with Miles.
I nodded, "I was away for the weekend.”
That wasn't a lie, however not one hundred percent the truth, but still, no
