I spotted Kennedy by her locker and hurried over to her. She hadn’t answered any of my calls yesterday. Or the night before. And I was dying to talk to her. “Hey, are you okay?” I asked.
“Hm?” She looked up at me. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that?”
I just stared at her. There were dark circles under her eyes. One of the times I’d called, her mom had said she was taking a nap. If that were true, wouldn’t she look a little more rested? “I’m fine. I was worried about you after you ran off.”
“That was nothing.”
It wasn’t nothing. She’d confessed that she loves Felix. Well, kind of. She hadn’t actually said his name. But I knew. She knew that I knew, right?
Kennedy started playing with her camera instead of looking back up at me. “How was the rest of your weekend?” she asked.
Should I push this? I stared at the way her bangs hid her face when she was fidgeting with her camera display. If she wanted to talk about it, she would. I couldn’t force it. “Um. It was okay. Mr. Pruitt gave me some weird house rules document to sign. I’ve only read about half of it, but it’s all pretty insane.”
She finally looked back up and she was smiling. “Did you expect anything less than crazy from him?”
I laughed. “Not really.”
“I’m sure it only gets weirder. I’d just sign it and get it over with.”
“Fair point.” She was probably right. I couldn’t memorize all the rules anyway. I thought about the contract sitting on my bed. Signing it would make Mr. Pruitt happy. And he was significantly more pleasant when he was in a good mood. “Oh, and Matt and I made up.”
“Well that’s good. How did Felix take it?”
Oh balls. I’d been so happy that Matt and I had gotten back together that I hadn’t even thought to tell Felix. “Um…I haven’t told him. Felix and I got into a pretty bad argument after you left.” It wasn’t much of an argument. He’d pretty much just said I was the worst and walked away. And I was. I’d treated him awfully. I hadn’t even meant to.
“So you and Felix are done?” she asked.
It was a weird question. I’d just told her I was back with Matt. But it was less weird if she was secretly in love with Felix. “Mhm. I’ll try to talk to him today though. I really want to be friends.”
“Do you think he’ll still sit with us at lunch?”
“I don’t know.” Kennedy and Felix were my only friends at Empire High. I didn’t even want to think about the fact that there was a chance I’d lost that. He’d forgive me, right? I hadn’t intentionally led him on like he believed. I was trying to protect Matt. I was dealing with other things. But it didn’t matter what I told myself. I still felt guilty. “At least I won’t have to sit with Isabella at lunch today.”
“Are you sure about that?” Kennedy asked.
“Yeah. She didn’t come home. I guess she’s still in the Hamptons.”
“Are you sure about that?” Kennedy asked again and looked over my shoulder.
Isabella and her minions were walking down the hall, their high heels clicking on the linoleum.
“What are the odds that she’ll just ignore me?” I whispered.
“Based on the fact that she’s coming this way? Slim to none.” Kennedy slammed her locker shut. “Come on.” She grabbed my arm. “Let’s just get out of her way.”
But before I even took two steps, Isabella called my name.
Kennedy and I both froze.
“Sissy, whatever are you doing?” Isabella said and stopped beside me. “It’s like you’re trying to avoid me.”
That’s exactly what I’m doing. “Of course not,” I said. God, when had she gotten back? Just seeing her made my stomach roll. Her fake smile made me nervous. And the nickname Sissy? Come on. She wasn’t fooling anyone.
Isabella flipped her hair over her shoulder. “You’ll sit with me at lunch again today, yes?”
I couldn’t even fake being nice this time. “No. Absolutely not.”
She looked surprised by my answer. “But I talked to Daddy.”
Ew, stop calling Mr. Pruitt that. “Great.”
“And I know I messed up and I’m…sorry.” It was like the apology pained her because her fake smile faltered for just a moment.
Apology not accepted. “Okay. But I’m still not eating lunch with you.”