Chapter 7

“Assassin’s Creed? Is that, like, a sport?”

Riva cringed. “It’s a video game.”

“Oh.” Daisy was quiet for a few seconds while Riva tortured herself internally.

You had to bring up video games? Way to prove you’re boring after all.

She was surprised when Daisy caught the sleeve of her T-shirt. Riva couldn’t remember having been touched like that before. Daisy held the material delicately, between her finger and thumb, as if it was something precious. The gesture wasn’t casual at all, and it seemed oddly gentle. Riva met Daisy’s eyes, full of questions she couldn’t quite articulate.

“Do you still want to do this?” Daisy asked. “I’m not trying to push you. If you want to go to class…”

“No, I really want to go with you.” Riva worked to control her tone, not wanting to reveal exactly how muchshe wanted to. “I’m just sorry I’m not more athletic.”