I WANTED TO AVOID Isaac until he cooled off, which meant I couldn't go outside to my friends. Zander would be waiting for me out there, but suddenly I had no idea how I should act around him. I dug my phone out of my backpack to see how much time I had to kill before class.
Twenty-five minutes.
That seemed like forever. Maybe I should hang out in the library until my next class, because if I went out to the quad Ruthie was going to pester me about my dreams. As my self-appointed dream analyst, she'd been anxious to begin as soon as possible. But I'd stayed home yesterday and ignored as many of her texts as I could. Then, I'd bailed on her again this morning to be with Zander. I'd lied to her, telling her that I was still feeling sick and that I was running late. She knew I was holding
