“No.” He shoves me playfully with a smile. “I think you take what you need to seriously, and then you have fun. And I reminded Kennedy that she knows that about you. Why she expects you to change now, I have no idea.”

He starts walking, and I follow him. “Exactly! That’s what I’ve been saying. I haven’t changed. What the hell?”

He smiles. Well, it’s kind of a half-smile, but it still counts for Cam. “I think maybe we’re all freaking out a little about it being the last months of high school.”

I swallow thickly, dread overtaking me because I don’t like how that sounds. We still have several months left. Several. It’s not the end.

“Right,” I say dumbly, and he stops just before we reach our first class. “You guys will make up. It’ll be fine.”

I’m not so sure I want it to be fine. I like Kennedy a lot. I do. But I have to admit I thought she was a lot more fun before we started dating and I started to really get on her nerves. Before she started talking about the future all the damn time.

“Yeah,” I say because I honestly don’t know what else to say. He doesn’t want to hear about it. Kennedy and I put him in the middle of things way too much, I know.

He places a reassuring hand on my shoulder with a small grin. “Just take her to the dance. You know you’ll cave anyway. So just put us all out of our misery and tell her you’ll take her.”

I smirk. “Oh, I’m taking her. I already told her I would.” He frowns in confusion. “And you’re taking LeAnn.”

“No. I’m not.” He drops his hand, and this time, I pat his shoulder.

“Oh yes, you are. We’ve already set it up, and if you don’t want to hear Kennedy bitch even more, you’ll take LeAnn and I’ll take Kenn. We’ll just be miserable together.”

“Goddammit, Kingston.”

I chuckle as I leave him in the doorway to stew over that while I take my seat in the classroom.

He’ll forgive me. He always does.

7. Camden

SEVEN

CAMDEN

I’m going to kill my best friend. I’m pretty sure. I can’t believe I went to the homecoming dance tonight.

The game was fun. The dance wasn’t. I don’t do dances. And I don’t have a damn girlfriend to drag me to them, but my best friend does.

So I went. I bought the corsage and placed it on LeAnn’s wrist. She looked beautiful. There was never any doubt she would. She’s kind of quiet and tries her best to stay low-key in school. But that’s hard to do with a best friend like Kennedy Reeves.