Silence fills the space between us for a couple of seconds and thoughts of drinks and dancing pop into my head. Maybe it’s not such a bad idea.
“Toby will be there,” she adds, in the hope it might convince me.
“Which means the other idiots will be too.”
“Fuck them. They don’t own you. And you deserve to have some fun.”
“What about you? Don’t you have other friends to hang out with?”
Calli pales slightly, and the look on her face hits me like a baseball bat because I recognize it all too well. Hell, I’m living it.
She’s lonely. Something tells me that whoever her brother is hasn’t only scared the guys off, but the girls too.
“Do you know what? I’d love to party.” Her face lights up like a freaking Christmas tree as the most genuine smile I’ve seen pulls across her face. “I need to go home, though. I’ve got to drop my car off and grab some stuff.”
“I’ll follow you,” Calli says excitedly. “You can grab whatever you need and then we can go and get ready at mine. Our parents are away for the weekend, so you can stay. I mean, if you want.”
“Sounds great.”
After gathering our things, Calli practically bounces out of the locker room, and for the first time since moving here, I really feel like I could have found something outside all the drama.