““He shifted in his seat and leaned forward to get a good look at Evie from around me. There was this thing he did when he wanted to hook up with a girl—licking his lips incessantly like a prowling hyena—and he was doing it now. The only thing that kept me from hitting him was reminding myself we’d been friends since kindergarten and doing so would probably mean his mom wouldn’t make me 7-Up cake anymore on my birthday. Couldn’t risk that.””
