The much-anticipated Spring Formal had arrived, but I refused to go. Sam did his best to convince me to tag along with him and Shay, but no amount of puppy dog eyes or pouting would sway me. Shay was too angry to speak to me, which left poor Sam as the middle-man yet again.
Sometimes You Gotta Take One For The Team
Want to read more?
Subscribe to piratecatpublishing.com to keep reading this exclusive post.
Comments