esus. Okay, first of all, you are not my sugar daddy."
"I mean… I could be."
"Dominic!" I hissed, slapping his arm.
He just grinned. "Relax. I'll play it cool. I'll just be your… friend."
I crossed my arms, trying not to smile as the light turned green.
A few minutes later, Dominic slowed to a stop in front of Estrella Middle School. A crowd of kids was already spilling out of the big double doors, chattering and laughing, neon backpacks bouncing as they ran out.
I scanned the until I spotted a familiar blonde head and a sparkly unicorn hoodie pushing through the crowd like she owned the place.
"There," I said, pointing. "That's Alia."
Dominic followed my gaze. "She looks… fierce."
"She is."
Alia was halfway across the sidewalk when she noticed me.
"Ash!" she yelled, tuning towards me.
Towards the car, froze, mid-step. Her eyes flicked to the big black Range Rover.
Her expression instantly shifted.
She narrowed her eyes like a suspicious cat.
Hands on hips..
