Trixy's Pov
The way back home was all quiet, but my head was not.
I held the wheel tight, and I seemed to hear my friends Sydnee, Luna, and Jazmin in my mind. They joked, "What if Zyron is waiting at your house? Maybe he will ask you out."
Zyron.
Just his name made my heart hurt. For a bit, I let myself hope it was true. Hope that he was the one Xavier was talking about in his message. That he was outside with some flowers or just his guitar, ready to ask me out.
But then, I shook my head. Told myself not to hope too much. High hopes... they make the fall into real life feel farther.
My car's lights hit the house's gate as I turned in. Villa de Ortega—my home, my safe place, but also a box for my thoughts.
I parked, the car noise stopped, and I could just hear bugs out in the night. I took a big breath, got my bag, got out, and walked in. My shoes made little sounds on the ground.
The house was light inside, all warm and bright. But it made my heart beat more, not less.
