LOGINSummer's Pov The lights were on when we pulled up to Tyler's house, warm yellow spilling out from the front windows onto the driveway."Mom and dad are still up," Tyler said, more to himself than to me, and cut the engine.I pulled down the sun visor mirror out of habit and immediately regretted it. My eyes were puffy, my mascara had staged a full migration down both cheeks, and my nose was still slightly pink. I looked like someone who had cried in a moving vehicle for twenty minutes, which was accurate.I flipped the mirror back up.We got out and Tyler pushed the front door open, and the first thing I heard was the television, and the first person I saw was Mrs. Chen, who turned around from the kitchen counter with a dish towel in her hand and her face already moving into a smile."Oh, Tyler, you're—" She stopped. Her eyes landed on me. "Summer! Happy birthday, sweetheart." She crossed the kitchen in about four steps and pulled me into a hug that was considerably tighter than I ha
Summer's Pov Tyler pulled over before I could ask him to. He didn't say anything. He just put the car in park, turned slightly in his seat, and opened his arms. I fell into them. I don't know how long I sat there sobbing into his chest like a child, ugly crying, the kind with sounds you can't control and breathing that comes in stutters, and Tyler just held me through all of it. His hand on the back of my head. His chin resting against my hair. Not shushing me, not telling me to calm down, not asking questions. Just there, solid and warm and completely unmoved by the mess of me. "I'm here," he said quietly. "I've got you." I couldn't even respond. I just kept crying. At some point I started sneezing on top of it, which was humiliating, and Tyler got out of the car and came back thirty seconds later with a small packet of tissues he'd pulled from somewhere in the glove compartment. He crouched next to my open door and handed them over. I blew my nose. Loudly. Twice.
Summer's PovI dropped to my knees next to Gray before I even made the decision to move."Are you okay?" My hand went to his arm, his shoulder, checking. "Gray, are you hurt?""I'm fine." He pushed himself up, and I helped him, and then I turned around.Crew was still standing there. Breathing hard. Looking at Gray like he wanted to do it again."What is wrong with you?" My voice came out quieter than I expected, which was somehow worse than if I had screamed. "Why would you do that? What the hell was that?""He had no right to kiss you." Crew's jaw was tight. "There were twenty other people in that circle. Why did it have to be you?""Because it was a dare." I stared at him. "It was a game, Crew. A stupid party game. That is all it was. Why does that even matter to you? Why does any of this matter enough for you to put your hands on someone?"The circle had gone completely quiet. Nobody was pretending not to watch anymore."He's my brother," Crew said."And I'm your stepsister," I sa
Summer's PovTruth or dare had a way of bringing out the worst in people, and somehow that made it the most entertaining thing in the room.Marcus reorganized everyone with the energy of a man who had been waiting his whole life for this moment. The massive hall had enough space that half the party was doing something else entirely, scattered across the room in little clusters, pool table going in one corner, someone attempting karaoke in another, a group just talking and drinking near the bar. But about twenty of us had pulled into a loose circle in the middle, chairs dragged close, people sitting on the floor, everybody pressed in tight.Marcus held up an empty bottle and looked around at all of us like a pastor addressing his congregation."Spin the bottle first," he announced. "To decide who asks.""We don't need spin the bottle," someone said. "Just start.""We absolutely need spin the bottle," Marcus said. "I make the rules. This is my domain." He set the bottle in the center of
Summer's Pov Ruby had forgotten.That was the thing I kept turning over in my head the whole drive back, trying to make it make sense. Ruby never forgot. Ruby remembered the birthday of every person she had ever cared about, including a girl from primary school she hadn't spoken to in four years. It was just who she was.Why did she forget mine today? But today she had packed my bag, driven me around, collected something from a store, handed me a drink, and said absolutely nothing.I sat in the passenger seat and watched the city go past and told myself to stop expecting things from people. Not everyone made a big deal out of birthdays. Maybe she had genuinely forgotten and I shouldn’t feel terrible about it. Maybe she was planning something small for later. Maybe it really was just a date on a calendar and I needed to grow up about it.It didn't stop the small tight feeling sitting in my chest.When we pulled through the first gate the security waved us through and Ruby looked out
Summer's PovI saw them before he saw me.Or maybe he did see me and didn't say anything. I don't know. All I know is that one second I was standing there half listening to the guy beside me say something about the band and the next second my eyes found Crew across the crowd like they had been looking for him without asking my permission.He had his hand on her waist.I looked away so fast I nearly gave myself whiplash.The guy beside me was still talking. I smiled at the right moment and said something back and my face was doing everything it was supposed to do while the rest of me was somewhere completely different.Ruby was next to me handling her own situation, some guy who had been working very hard for the last twenty minutes and getting approximately nowhere, and I was grateful for the noise of it all because it gave me somewhere to put my eyes that wasn't Crew and Brianna.I didn't look back over.I didn't.Okay, once. Briefly. And they were still there, still close, and Bria