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Since sending the picture to Trevor, he had beenmuchmore communicative with her. Although they chatted frequently throughout the day, Sadie was impressed with how little she still knew about him and how he knew even less about her. Their conversations were mostly short.

How was school?

Good.

How was practice?

Good. Send me another pic.

And Sadie did. She didn’t know why she did it, but she did it nonetheless. Trevor always sent a massive amount of emojis after each picture, but Sadie couldn’t help but feel dirty for the praise. Sadie felt even dirtier when Trevor sent pictures back of himself. They were sonotthe kinds of pictures Sadie wanted to look at. In fact, she often squinted her eyes when she opened pictures from Trevor, just in case.

“Sadie, you look beautiful!” Delaney gushed as she took Sadie’s hand and twirled her around. She couldn’t help but smile at her mother’s happiness. “I can’t believe my little girl is all grown up.”

“You said the same thing on my eighteenth birthday.”

“And she’ll say it again at your graduation,” Charlie chuckled. “But I have to agree with her.”

Sadie smiled at her, not knowing what to say.

“What time is Trevor picking you up?”

Fifteen minutes ago,she wanted to say but didn’t.

“He’s running late, but should be here soon.”

I hope.

Trevor had texted he’d be late, but didn’t provide further detail onwhenhe would actually arrive. Sadie just hoped he would show up. If he didn’t, she didn’t know how she’d be able to show her face at school again.

Thankfully, she heard a car horn honk outside.

“That must be him.”

“Is he not coming in?” Delaney arched a questioning eyebrow at her.

“I don’t think so.” Grabbing her small clutch purse from the table by the door, Sadie opened the front door. “I’ll see you both later.”

“Do you need a jacket?”

“I’m fine.”

“Okay, well, be home by midnight.”

“And if not, call,” Charlie added.

Sadie rushed out the door before they could say anything else. Although she’d shut the door, she knew they were watching her through the window. She could almost feel their eyes on her as she opened the door to Trevor’s lifted truck and struggled to get inside.

He could haveat leasthelped me in,she grumbled to herself as she hoisted herself up into the truck.

“You look hot,” Trevor said with a laugh.

“Thanks.” Sadie smiled at him, taking in his look. His hair was in a perfect wave, as usual, and he had a gray suit on with a light blue button-up. It didn’t match her dress at all.

“So, have you eaten?” He didn’t give her time to respond before saying, “We can grab something to go on the way if not.”

Sadie resisted the urge to cry. There was no point in it. She knew what she was getting into going to prom with Trevor. He hasn’t shown any interest in getting to know her beyond her boobs.

“I’m fine. Let’s just go to prom.”