Bastiana has a loving family, two amazing best friends, and a secret.
Over summer vacation, Bastiana and her besties do their best to focus on their bucket list in order to distract them from all the secrets they're keeping from one another. When a...
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"I don't think I can move. You might have to carry me out of here." I groan as I shove my textbook and my notebook into my backpack after our Psych 101 lecture.
"I think you'll live, Jax." Riggy rolls her eyes and shakes her head.
"Come on, dude! This morning's practice was freaking brutal!" I sigh and zip up my bag. "I'm not convinced my feet are still attached to my legs."
"Come on, Jax. Let's go." She laughs softly as she stands to leave the lecture hall. "I have just enough time to grab lunch before my Engineering class."
"Alright, alright." I sigh and stand up, wincing at the pain radiating down my legs. "I'm right behind you, I swear."
"What did Coach Riley do to you guys today, anyway?" She asks. I can hear the hesitation in her voice. She still misses the game, and this is the first fall since 6th grade that she hasn't played.
"An hour of wind sprints then an hour of tire pulls." I groan dramatically. "I think he was trying to torture us for his own amusement." I tell her as we walk out into the crowded hallway.
"That is brutal, man. I'll pray for you." She laughs softly.
"Thanks, pal." I scoff. "So, which dining hall do you want to hit for lunch?"
"I say we go to Kelley and hit e.Cafe." She suggests. "It's close to my Engineering class and they have mac and cheese." She gives me a goofy grin as we walk across the street towards Valley Library.
"You had me at mac and cheese." I laugh and drop an arm over her shoulders. "Lead the way, brave traveler!"
"You're an idiot, Jax." She rolls her eyes as her phone starts to ring. She pulls it out of her pocket and checks the caller ID. "It's my mom. She never calls in the middle of the day when I have classes. Her eyebrows furrow as she accepts the call. "Hey, mom. What's up?"
I can hear the indistinct chatter on the other end of the call, but can't make out what she's saying. Though, I can tell she's talking really fast.
"Okay, mom. Take a breath. Slow down." Riggy says. "What's wrong?" She stops to listen and her lips purse. "Okay. So what does that mean for Thanksgiving?" I can hear her mom talking faster again, louder this time. "No, mom. Tiana still can't cook. She's not taking Home Ec until next semester and I doubt it'll help anyway." She scoffs softly.
My ears perk up at the mention of Bastiana. I've been dying for information for months, but I've been too afraid to ask Riggy. Instead, I've been stalking her social media.
It's mostly pictures of her with Ryker and Asher, at Benny's or her apartment. There's been a few with her friend Liz at football games. In those ones she's always wearing Ryker's hoodie and smiling as she cheers them on. There was one of Nico kissing her cheek as she smiled with her eyes closed. That one hurt a little.
