Zoe's POV
Ashley's scream nearly ruptured my eardrum.
"You kissed?!"
Her voice ricocheted off the walls like a gunshot.
I panicked and slapped my hand over her mouth so fast her head jerked back. "Ashley! Will you calm down?" I hissed. "Do you want the whole school to hear?"
She mumbled furiously against my palm, eyes bulging like two overinflated balloons. I slowly removed my hand and she sucked in air like someone resurfacing from a long dive.
"Wait. Wait. WAIT." She held both hands up, fingers trembling as if she was physically trying to process what I said. "Are you telling me that Brandon—THE Brandon Ross—kissed you, Chloe Hawkins?"
"Ashley—"
"Bitch." She smacked my arm. "You are ON. FIRE."
I couldn't help it — a shy smile slipped out, heat blooming embarrassingly across my cheeks.
Ashley gasped like she was witnessing the second coming.
"Oh my God. You're not joking. You're actually NOT joking!"
I shook my head, cheeks growing hotter by the second.
