Anvaila Emerson, a vibrant party lover, juggles her crush on Kevin Diaz, the basketball team captain, and the return of mysterious Austin Smith to senior year. Caught in a high school drama, Anvaila faces the complexities of emotions, friendships, a...
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The headlights illuminated the quiet street as I pulled up to Cameron’s house. My fingers drummed against the steering wheel as I texted him, “Come outside. Don’t ask questions.”
A minute later, Cameron appeared, looking both amused and suspicious. He leaned down to the car window. "What’s this about? And why do you look like you’re plotting my murder?"
“Get in the car, Cameron,” I said, opening the passenger door.
“You know, people say ‘don’t get in cars with strangers,’ and you’re acting suspiciously like one right now,” he replied, sliding in.
I reached into the backseat, grabbing a blindfold.
His eyebrows shot up. “Oh, this just keeps getting better. Are you kidnapping me?”
“Shut up and put it on,” I said, holding the blindfold out.
He smirked. “At least take me to a nice place. You know, somewhere with tacos or burgers.”
“Cam,” I deadpanned, “do you want to keep all your birthday surprises, or do you want me to spoil them?”
He sighed dramatically, taking the blindfold. “Fine. But if this ends with me in a ditch somewhere, I’m haunting you forever.”
Once he was blindfolded, I started the car, grinning to myself.
As we drove, Cameron started with the interrogation.
“Are you taking me to a surprise math competition? Because I will fail gloriously.”
