Depression?
Lance.
''So you and your boyfriend totally ditched school today,'' Jack hits my shoulder playfully.
I smile because just remembering my day makes me giggle. ''It was your fault. I told you parties on a school night is a bad idea.''
He rolls his eyes ''I went to school,''
We are in the parking lot of Ford's school. it is just opposite ours. He is supposed to be having practice. So we are waiting for him to get us to the gym.
''Where did you guys disappear to last night?''
I shrug ''Home.''
He scoffs ''Before you went home. You left the club.''
I nod ''We got tattoos.'' I tell him so nonchalantly. I have gotten used to my tattoo. Somehow it has become a part of me. I love it so much. He opens his eyes wide from my words obviously shocked. Jack has three tattoos. So it is not shock from the tattoo but shock that I actually got one.
''You have got to be kidding me.''