It was funny how I wanted to hide this truth, as if it were a crime — Especially from Hannah.

The truth goes like this. One day in class, Arden had passed me a note on my desk with his number, and I, well... maybe, just maybe, I did send him a message.

Then things happened and suddenly, I was inside Arden's car, and we were laughing over how Hannah Morret was a complete bitch.

Oh that didn't come from me, that came directly out of Arden's mouth. And I completely agree.

But at the end of the car ride, after Arden had dropped me at my house, and after I had cautiously went in, hoping no one had seen.

I questioned myself.

What makes me different from Hannah Morret anyway?