“Oh my God.” She busts up laughing.

“Just shut it,” I hiss as I reach her. “And get me out of here, please.” When she doesn’t budge, I grow impatient. “Harlow,” I warn.

“Oh, fine.” She hurries to the driver’s side. “But I’m driving. And you owe me a favor.” She gives Raven this weird smile from over the roof, to which Raven looks at her like she’s crazy, something that’s a pretty common occurrence around Harlow and has made it difficult for her to make friends. So that leaves me wondering how her and Raven ended up together. Not that I’m going to take the time to ask right now. Nope. I just slip my fingers through Raven’s and tug her toward the passenger side of the car.

She gapes at me as she stumbles after me. “What’re you doing?”

I yank open the door. “Making a quick exit.” Then I slide into the front bench seat and drag her in with me, maybe with a little too much force because she ends up falling on top of me. I don’t bother trying to help her sit up; I just yank the door shut and yell at Harlow to, “Drive!”

Laughing her ass off, Harlow revs up the engine and peels out of the parking space, right as Katy reaches the back end of my car. She puts her hands on her hips and glares at us as we speed away.

Deep down, I know this little ditching attempt is only temporary and that she’ll find me at school sometime soon and probably be more pissed off than she was to begin with. But what can I say? I like to procrastinate when it comes to this type of stuff.

I let out a breath of relief. “Man, that was close.”

Raven sits up, her fingers still tangled with mine, and goddammit, I like the touch of her way to fucking much. “Did you really have to pull me in so hard?”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” I apologize. “I kind of panicked.”

“Really?” she mocks. “Because you seemed so collected to me.”

Harlow busts up laughing while I crack a small smile. Damn, I forgot how amusing this girl’s mouth is. Of course, if she’s friends with Harlow, there’s definitely no way I can try to hook up with her now. I’m not about to be responsible for ruining the first potential friendship my sister has had in a while. Plus, I’d feel like an asshole if I added more sadness to Raven’s beautiful big eyes, and that sort of stuff is my MO.

“Hey, I think I handled being chased by a total lunatic really well,” I insist through a bit of laughter.

Raven’s brow curves upward. “Why’s she a total lunatic?”

I give her a really? look. “She just chased me through the school hallway and across the parking lot.”

“You didn’t have to run from her,” she reminds me. “You could’ve just heard what she had to say.”