16. Back, Back, Backflips

Quensilla's POV
"So. . why were you and glow boy over there so late?"
"Glow boy?" I snort.
"Cmon, tell me you don't see him glowing." I watch as Theodore grins at Christopher, he does look a bit brighter.
"I have no idea what you're talking about." I murmur as the boys approach our table.
"Hey." Theodore greets me and Lauren moves over so he could sit.
"Hey." I smile.
And there they were.
The butter, butter, butterflies.
I refuse to acknowledge their meaning. I refuse.
He...