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Autumn doesn't speak to me during the ride home

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Autumn doesn't speak to me during the ride home. 

Instead, the sound of our phones constantly buzzing fills the stale car air. For Autumn, I'm guessing word about my public rendezvous with not only Kade Kelley, but also Caiden Haas (which, according to Autumn, is the love of her life) has spread. Her harem of witch bitches are probably updating her as we drive -- that is, if she doesn't already know. It's hard to tell if that's what she's thinking about, or if she's still pissed about the peprally. . .  not that we conversate much more than this on a normal day. 

For me, I know all my text alerts are from one person: Elise. When we pull up to the house, I take a second to promise her a full recount of what happened ASAP, but right now, I've got to deal with Autumn. 

"You're welcome." Autumn says before I've even taken one step up the stairs. 

I turn around slowly. She's standing in front of the door, arms crossed, hair pulled into a dangerously high pony. She's still wearing her Dragonettes performance uniform. 

"For what?" 

Autumn scoffs. "The lights? If it wasn't for me, you would have been exposed." 

So Kade really was telling the truth. Yet, I don't feel very thankful. Autumn's stunt with the gym lights just brought on my demise that much quicker. 

She seems to know what I'm thinking, though, because she rolls her eyes. "Let's be honest, you wouldn't have been able to stop yourself either way." 

I'm done with this conversation. I turn around to take another step up the stairs, but Autumn isn't finished. 

"And Caiden?" 

The venom in her voice rings clear. And here I was thinking that I was off the hook. I'll give Autumn props, though; it must have been hard controlling herself up til now. I'm surprised she didn't go off on me in the car. 

I don't bother turning around this time. "What about him?" 

"You two are friends now?" 

As much as I would love to rub a friendship with Caiden in Autumn's face, doing that would only further her interest in my business with him. She'd never let it go. So, for the sake of keeping my secrets secret, I play right into her hands. 

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