Several girls from our floor. Two guys I recognize from one of Noor’s classes. Maeve sitting cross-legged on my rug holding a bowl of popcorn. Someone has dragged a beanbag chair into the doorway.
Another message arrives.
Lila: BRING KANE.
I lock my phone.
Absolutely not.
Kane turns toward the road leading to Briar.
“You okay?”
“Yes.”
Another vibration.
Noor: She is kidding about Kane.
Then:
Lila: I AM NOT.
I stare at the screen.
Kane pulls beneath the stone arch in front of Briar Hall.
The third-floor windows glow.
I can see shadows moving behind the curtains.
Someone opens a window.
Music spills outside.
Then a girl yells something unintelligible from above.
Kane puts the truck in park.
“Looks peaceful.”
I look at him.
Then the building.
Then my phone.
Another picture.
Someone is eating pizza on my desk.
My desk.
I inhale slowly.
“Kane?”
“Yeah?”