The ringing in my ear subsides, and I open my eyes, pulling myself out of an old memory. Something orange dances in front of my face.
What is that–
“Fuck…” I croak.
Flames flick with wild velocity, the heat of them creeping against my body.
My movements are slow, my limbs heavy. Breathing is difficult as sweat drips down the side of my face, the salty taste landing on my lips.
There are voices in my ear. An argument mixed with cries of panic.
Sirens sound in the distance, and I attempt to climb out of my mangled car.
Someone tugs me the rest of the way, my feet numb as I try to stand. A medic sways in front of my vision, his mouth is moving, yet I can’t seem to hear what he’s saying.
My helmet slides off my head, the cool air coats my blazing skin, and then, I collapse.
Chapter One
TESSA
Beck
Be honest…if I happen to go through a drive-thru and order a medium fry, put it in my hoodie pocket, and secretly eat them during dinner, do you think Mom and Dad would notice?
Noah
Dad would smell the salt from a mile away.
Graham
No way.
Noah
You’re only saying no because you want some too.
Beck
We all do. I’ll order you one, Graham.
Graham
Van
Don’t.
Me
Can you grab me a Diet Coke?
Beck
Only if you give me Quinn’s number.
I rollmy eyes at Beck’s request and type furiously into my phone.
Me
