Wildfire

“That’s it. Let me see that pretty face when I make you come

JJ and I did the drive to his new place in San Jose with a truck bed full of the decorated boxes, getting funny looks from other drivers for the entire journey.

“Remember, you belong here.

Everyone wants you here, you hear me?”

Don’t piss Robbie off is the only rule, right?”

He didn’t ask me questions, he didn’t offer advice, he didn’t judge me.

When I was done, feeling like a ton of bricks had been lifted from my shoulders, he asked me if I wanted to get Kenny’s wings and hang out with him over the break.

“You ready for your official first party?”

he asked me if I was alright, and for the first time, I told him no.

I knew I’d made a mistake when all the shit happened with the rink at the start of the year and the only people who were there for me are in this room.