Jason Davenport
It had been a while since I'd hung out with the gang, especially with everything going on. Exams had started a few days ago and surprisingly, calculus had been pretty easy.
Good.
I didn't need Dad breathing down my neck and reminding me to study. Even though we both knew he could pay my way into any college. Speaking of college, the gang kept having conversations about their plans for college, Rory and Greg more interested in the hot girls they were going to meet.
Smiling, I wondered if they would ever change. What if they did? Would we still be friends? These thoughts had been running through my head over and over again and I couldn't bring myself to answer them. Maybe because I already knew the answer to them.
I resisted the urge to hiss. Suddenly everything was annoying to me. I needed to stop thinking and enjoy the last days I had with my friends. So I rejoined the conversation.