After a while of goofing around and eating actual shit, Evan got a call from Christine.

"H-Hello?"

We all just stared at Evan waiting for some kind of facial expression.

"Al-Alright, we're um we're on our way." He sighed, looking back at us.

We all groaned. "Seriously, why didn't Blue or Jared call? Why'd it have to be Christine?"

Evan's face grew red, embarrassed by what he was going to say. "I blocked Jared and Blue's numbers."

We all looked at him with knowing looks. Knowing the two of them, they probably just kept sending memes at 3 in the morning. Blue and Evan are roommates.

I hugged Alana and gave her my new number so we can continue talking. I almost started crying when I said bye.

We left the skating rink and set off onto our journey back to hell.

Zoe basically read out my thoughts, "What's going to happen when we get back?"

I look over at Evan and he doesn't look worried. That's a first. "W-well, Mr. Heere probably took care of all the violence if there was any and when we get back, we're going to be able to set up a court date and ev-"

Zoe cut him off, "Wait, Court as in Law-And-Order-Type-Court?"

He nodded. "Mr. Heere did explain when you got here that they'd handle all the legal stuff, right?"

"Well, yeah-"

"Jesus fucking Christ and we please stop talking about court and what's going to happen? I don't want to be worrying about that right now." I finally snapped.

They just silently nodded and continued walking. I cracked a few jokes to break the silence and started some ice breakers.

"Do you guys have any plans for after we graduate?"

Evan looked at me with stars in his eyes. Oh god. "Theres a really nice trail a few miles from home that would be great to bike. Ooo writing a book would be fun but I also want to learn to sail. Wouldn't that be cool?" He rushed.

We laughed and changed out attention to Zoe. "I'm probably going to continue something with my musical career. If not then I'm definitely going to start a blog or something. Ooo maybe both."

We had a short conversation about what instruments Zoe can play before Evan asked me what I'm going to do.

"I honestly have no idea. Before I came out, my parents were just trying to get me through high school alive. I guess that doesn't matter know." I shrug.

Zoe groans, "Come on, didn't you go through a cheerleader phase?"

My eyes widened and my cheeks started burning in embarrassment. "Zoe! You said we'd never speak of that!"

"C-cheerleading?"