“Wait, so he is in all of your classes?” Elizabeth asks. We’re early to school today so we’re waiting outside. Elizabeth and I are sitting under the shade of a big tree while Emily is a couple of feet away laying on the pavement, in the sun.

“Most of them, yeah. We only have two classes apart from each other. One being Social Studies with Emily at the end of the day,” I say and lean back against the tree's base. I shrug. “He seems nice.”

“Have we ...