Autumn POV I did not know how I’d gotten there, sitting in the bleachers and watching football. A game that I didn’t quite get a grasp of it. But I was accepting anything that would take my mind off things: things that would remind me of my own problem. I’d told the girls about what happened between Joe and me. None of them liked my relationship with him, but they had different reactions to my news. Jess had been super pissed. She hated that I’d gotten hurt. Mey had said nothing, but she’d given me a hug. Norma, on the other hand, had simply said that she was glad this whole thing was over. “That new guy is so hot!” said Jess while nudging both Norma and me, who were sitting on her left and right. Norma narrowed her eyes and placed one hand on her brows to shade her from the torching sun above. “Which one?” “The one beside Castor. That new guy you kept talking about last week: the Zion guy!” Jess turned to me. “Isn’t he hot, b

I asked her to stay but she wouldn't listen and she left before I had the chance to say, oh The words that would mend, the things that were broken But now it's far too late; she's gone away Every night you cry yourself to sleep, thinking: "Why does this happen to me? Why does every moment have to be so hard?" Hard to believe thatIt's not over tonight Just give me one more chance to make it right I may not make it through the night, I won't go home

CHAPTER 25: I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMERI know what you did last summer (ah-ah)Just lied to me, "there's no other" (he-ey)I know what you did last summerTell me where you've been— Shawn Mendes, Camila Cabello

Give me a sign, take my hand, we'll be finePromise I won't let you downJust know that you don't have to do this alonePromise I'll never let you down'Cause I know I can treat you better than he canTreat You Better by Shawn Mendes* *T Y L E RI shifted my gaze to Autumn and recognized the horror on her face. She looked utterly terrified. Right there and then, I decided that I ha

A U T U M NOnce the elevator door had slid open, I immediately walked outside and found Tyler on the sofa; ducked deep in a book that Mr. Stanton had given him last week. It seemed like he reread it over again as I was sure he had passed page two hundred the last time I had seen him reading it. Now he was back in the twenties."You are still reading that book?" I stood right in front of him, biting my upper lip to prevent myself from smiling like an idiot.Tyler glanced up and, once he saw me, smiled. Carefully he put the book back into his bag and stood. "Good morning.""Hey," I returned his smile and took a step back to let him stand, "so, are we taking the bus or a cab?"