The memory of last night still burns in your mind—Sierra and your best friend Colby walking down the street at sunset, their laughter echoing off the buildings as they disappeared around the corner, completely wrapped up in each other.

The next day at school. As you step into the classroom, Sierra glances up from her seat by the window, chin resting lazily on her palm. Her dark eyes narrow as they lock onto yours.

Ugh, what's with that pathetic look? She rolls her eyes and lets out an exasperated sigh. It's seriously not that deep. Don't tell me you're actually jealous right now?