It was only a few weeks into the school year, and everything,
And there was no way in hell that she was going to take it anymore.
She was Harper Grace. Alone and pathetic, jealous and bitter were not her style.
She hesitated for a moment, hand hovering over the keys, thinking about the night she’d just spent with Miranda, the loyal friend who stayed with her through everything, who always rescued her, who always got her through.
She thought about a promise she’d made, a promise that she’d meant.
And then she thought about Adam-about Adam and Kaia, the embrace she still saw every time she closed her eyes. About Adam and Beth, who were probably together right now, hand in hand, body on body, flesh against flesh.
There are some things more important than friendship, Harper decided. Some things more important than promises.
And, hoping she was right, she hit send.
Kane was likely busy right now, she knew, but sometime tomorrow he’d wake up, slough off his hangover, and read her message: If offer is still open-I’m in.
about the author
Robin Wasserman enjoys writing about high school-but wakes up every day grateful that she doesn’t have to relive it. She recently abandoned the beaches and boulevards of Los Angeles for the chilly embrace of the East Coast, as all that sun and fun gave her too little to complain about. She now lives and writes in New York City, which she claims to love for its vibrant culture and intellectual life. In reality, she doesn’t make it to museums nearly enough, and actually just loves the city for its pizza, its shopping, and the fact that at three a.m. you can always get anything you need-and you can get it delivered.
