"Preview Avery P.O.V."

Fuck. Ouch. I try not to show pain. But it's too late. Because I hear my friends surrounding me ask. If I am okay, but really, they know I am not. I closed my eyes and bent down over my seat. "Avery, Hey, You alright?" "Yeah, I am--fine. I must have heartburn from the big breakfast my mom made for me this morning." I tell my friends.

But when I looked over by the door, I saw the four sets of eyes of Elijah Woods and Jake Stone, Matthew Steele, and Andrew ...