My lips hurt.

My teeth hurt.

My head hurts.

Scratch that—my whole fucking face hurts from smiling at some dumb shit that wasn't even funny.

“I’ll see you later then, Andrew.” Jade said.

Jade?

Who names their fucking son Jade?

“And, Rosie.” He turned to me with a megawatt-worthy smile.

“Fuck what the whole school says. You're a vibe.”

Yeah…

Turns out experience really is the best teacher.

I laughed softly.

“That is so sweet, Jade.”

He blinked sharply, his smile flickering.

“It's… Wade actually.”

Oh, fuck.

Andrew snickered beside me.

“Yeah… Wade. I mean, your smile just reminded me of a Jade jewelry of mine so…”

He laughed loudly....