Page 3 of Their Broken Tears

“Well, you’ll be happy to know that Marisol’s coming with us. I told her tonight was the perfect opportunity for us to find dates for the dance.”

“The dance is weeks away. No, dude—especially my friends—are going to think that far ahead.” I don’t even know what’s going on tomorrow.

“Whatever, don’t worry about me. We’ll do our own thing, and you can do yours.” She grabs my water off the counter and takes a drink.

“That’s exactly what I’m worried about.”

She laughs and slaps my shoulder. “Shut up, Jace. Just let me have some fun tonight.”

I nod. “Fine. I’ll let you have your fun. Just don’t go crazy.”

She giggles. “I’m not promising anything.”