"What the fuc-" I start without even thinking.

"Where the hell have you guys been?" Ms. Walter asks us. She looks super pissed off.

"We got locked in here," Devin says.

"Why were you in here? The cafeteria is like a couple fucking-I didn't say that-feet from the cafeteria," she says.

"We got lost. This place is huge and we thought that maybe there'd be a map or some sort of directions possibly in a room," I say. She frowns.

"How did you get locked in?" Ms.Walter asks.

"I dunno, we looked around and then the door locked and the power went off," Devin says.

"Come on, let's go." We follow her back to the gym. Reagan smirks when she sees me. I walk over to where she is.

"Did you give it up?" she asks me. I sit down next to her.

"Give what up?"

"Your virginity," Regan answers. How'd she know I was a virgin? She digs in her bag and hands me a chocolate bar.

"No! Why would you think that?" I ask her. She keeps writing in her journal.

"Your shirt is inside out." I look down and my shirt is actually inside out. I must have a horrified expression on my face because she tosses me my sweatshirt.

"Oh my God," I say. I zip up my sweatshirt as quickly as possible.

"So what happened to you guys for two hours?" Reagan asks.

"We got locked in a room," I tell her.

"Yeah and you obviously got it on a little bit," she says. She examines me and then says, "Yeah, he got to...third base."

"What the hell is wrong with you? How do you know all this stuff?" I ask her. She taps her pen against her journal. "Are you even a virgin?"

"Of course I am. I'm thirteen, almost fourteen," Regan says. I stare at her. "I'm not crazy, and I really don't want to be pregnant. We've all seen that movie," she adds. I nod.

"So, what are you writing? I'm guessing that you're not writing your stories because I think you wouldn't have a problem using a laptop. So, what are you writing?" I ask her.

"I plan things out and develop characters and scenes," Reagan says. She looks up and at something. She smiles and then says, "Why does your boy look like a kicked puppy?"

"He does not look like a-"

"He totally does. Look at him! He went all 'I think I'm such hot shit' to 'I'm depressed'," she says. On the last part she lowers her voice and I start laughing. "But seriously what did you do to him?"

"I didn't do anything! Why do you immediately blame me?"

"I wasn't locked in a room with him for two hours and I also wasn't the one coming back with swollen lips, messed up hair, an inside out shirt and a guilty expression. He looks the same as you," Regan says.

"You're an observant little thing aren't you?" She nods.

"This didn't work very well," she says.

"Yeah," I agree.

"I like your teacher though. She cracks me up. Did you know that she swears? Like a lot?" Regan says. I nod and laugh.

Ms. Walter walks to the center of the room and starts to talk into the microphone, which of course doesn't work so she yells, "If I could have your attention!" Everyone stops talking and stares at her. "Thank you. This was a train wreck and it just didn't work and I'm sorry for that, but hopefully you made some new friends. You can go home now."

I stand up and give Regan a hand to pull her to her feet. She shoves her stuff into her backpack and slings both of her arms through the straps. "Do you need a ride?" I ask her. She nods. We exchange phone numbers.

"Is he coming with us?" Reagan asks. I nod. "Ugh, he kinda seems like a tensy bit of a-" I kick her to make her shut up. Devin walks towards us.

"We driving her home?" Devin asks. I nod. "Okay," he says. I slide into the back seat with Reagan.

"Can I drive?" Reagan asks.

"Huh?" I ask. She scoots up on her seat.

"Can I drive?" she asks again. "I've already driven a couple of cars and I'm good at it. Plus I have a fake license," she says.

"No, you can not drive my car," Devin says.

"Come on David," Reagan says.

"It's Devin," he corrects her.

"Whatever Kevin. Can I pleeeease drive your car," she says. He turns around and plucks her hands off his seat.

"No," he says.

"Don't be such a grumpy ass fuck face," Reagan says. I laugh. Devin scowls and pulls out of the parking lot.

"Where do you live anyways?" he asks her.

"Take a right on twenty first, a left on Elliot and then go down a couple blocks and take another left on thirtieth," she tells him. He follows her instructions and then we're left at a cool, trendy apartment.

"Bye, see you later," I say as she hops out of the car.

"Bye Riley. Thanks for the ride Kevin," Reagan says. I laugh. We pull away once she's inside.

"Do you want to go to my brother's house?" Devin asks me. I nod. He drives to Nick's house.

We walk through the lobby and take the elevator up. When we get inside Theo and Nick are arguing about what kind of takeout to get. "Thank God you guys are here. Riley's my Chinese takeout girl," Theo says.

"Yep," I say.

"Devin, please vote pizza," Nick says. Devin smirks.

"Chinese food it is," Devin says. Nick swears.

"Damn it!" he says. Theo grins and grabs his keys.

"Come on Riley, we're gonna go pick it up," Theo says. I nod and stand up. I wave to Devin. Theo and I walk to his car. "Riley, we need to talk about something," he says.

"Oh, uhh...okay." This is not going to end well. I have no idea what he's going to talk about.

"So I saw something and what I saw was...questionable," Theo says. What'd he see? I rack my brain trying to come up with something. And then it hits me like a punch to my stomach.

"Yeah, uh, about that. I can explain," I start. How do you explain what he saw? He saw me on top of Devin, getting it on with no shirts. How do you explain that?

"You don't have to explain. I get it, sometimes crazy shit happens. I just want to make sure that you're careful with your heart. Devin, he's not very careful and he's really not the best person so, just be careful. Okay?" Theo says.

"Yeah," I say. "Are you more worried about me or him?"

"You," he says. I smile. He smiles back.