She tsked, rolling her eyes at me as she waved at her friends standing up front.
Jesus. Cole and Ezra were right. I never should have agreed to this.
My gaze began to wander, searching for Poppy. After we’d come back inside the gym, we’d gone our separate ways. But I hadn’t been able to stop myself from stealing glances at her all night. Even as she talked and laughed with Eli. Especially as she smiled at him and all the interesting things he no doubt had to tell her. Sofia looked more than happy chatting to his two friends.
I wanted to go over there and hang out with them. Not Zara or half the cheer team or even the guys from the football team.
I wanted my sister and my friend.
My Poppy Star.
But I was Homecoming king, and everyone wanted a piece of me.
Even if the crown was fake and the king was a failure.