Hunter.

“Are you looking for respect for next year? Purple is not your colour.”

Jimmy starts laughing at my stain when I enter the box. But I don't care. I care who got this stain on me.

“She's here, Jimmy,” I tell him. My heart is pumping. “Damn, she is here.” The look on my face is mixed with euphoria and nervousness that almost makes me breathless.

“Who? The girl I told you I dumped last week.” He presses his face against the glass to find her.

“No, you idiot. Selena. Selena is here and will be coming up in a little while,” I speak uneasily.

He starts to laugh,...