105 Chapter 105

I had to know one thing. "Who was it?" I asked Lucy, not even turning my head to look at her.

"It doesn't matter," Lucy replied. "She doesn't like him. She said no. She'd rather run her arm through a meat grinder than go to the dance with that pig."

My forehead crinkled together. Liam was a pretty popular guy. He was cute, a good basketball player, friendly. I couldn't think of anyone who didn't like him. Anyone at all. Except. Suddenly, everything made perfect sense. "You?" I asked, turning to look at my best friend. Lucy didn't even look up from the floor. "It was you, wasn't it?" My voice didn't sound accusatory or angry, just shocked.

"I'm sorry," she said again, her voice weak. "I don't know why he keeps trying. I thought I'd made it clear to him I didn't like him. At all. But"

"He's asked you out before?"