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I looked between her and Allie. “I thought—I don’t know what I thought.” I exhaled with a rush. “I’m just so happy to see you both I could cry.”

My mother gave me a sympathetic smile. “Hormones are so cruel at your age. Get inside,” she said, and swatted at me with the sewing bag.

With the exception of attending dinner, I’d hidden inside my room most of the night, blaming ‘homework’ and ‘nerves’. What I’d really been doing was pacing, back and forth, back and forth, with my phone in my hand. Mason hadn’t posted anything snarky on ZB about me. When would he realize Lacey’s pictureswere gone? I hoped however much weed had been in the bag was enough to keep him stoned—for a week—and then I wondered how much more it meant I owed Darius.

The one thing I hadn’t done—the one thing I had no excuse for not doing—was tell Lacey what’d happened. I’d wanted to, all afternoon, but every time I got ready I got scared. I didn’t want to think about what I’d seen of her, much less tell her how many other people’d seen it too.

But then my mom was gone and Allie was in bed and it was just me and my conscience and the phone. I sat cross-legged on my bed and held my phone inside both hands.

Hey

I sent her with my powers.

There was a long pause. Maybe she wouldn’t see it tonight. Maybe?—

I saw the text firefly in:

Hey back.

I have news.

Good, or bad?

Both

I thought, and then texted everything else in a rush.

I got Mason’s phone and wiped it but he’d already shown some other people first.

How many others?

Five.

And that didn’t count anyone that they might have physically shown the photos too, straight off their phones. I waited while she dealt with that information, wishing that I could see her face.

So, slightly less than the whole baseball team.

For better or worse:

Yeah.

I was forced to wonder how those conversations went. Did Danny do this so often he had regulars he knew wanted to see? Were there guys who didn’t want to see but still looked, because it was Danny asking? A revelation made me gasp out loud.

But—probably just members of the baseball team!

I texted as I thought.

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

No—but Lacey, I saw the photos! Danny’s in them!

I know.

No—he—they prove he was there!

Mason too!

Someone had to take the pictures!