CHAPTER 22

William's friends stopped laughing and talking when they saw me standing in front of them. They all looked like they were from some country club, wearing button up shirts and black pants. William was the only one in casual attire. He had on a fitting navy-blue T-shirt, with a black leather jacket and jeans, sporting a red beanie on his head, covering all but one of his curls. Unlike his friends, he had on Classic Vans rather than athletic sneakers.

It was hard to find myself control...