I threw my phone to the side angrily. DP had no clue what had happened, so I didn't blame him. I was still upset, though. Of course whatever I had with Brennan wasn't real. It couldn't be; it was just a little fantasy in my head.

Tears threatened to spill down my cheeks, but there was no way I'd cry about him. He was just a silly boy that should not have had free reign over my life. Not again. Never again.

Standing up quickly, I grabbed my pajamas and underwear. I walked into the bathroom that was attached to our room and set my clothes on the sink. I turned the shower on to heat up before I got in and stripped off my clothes. I jumped into the shower and let the water wash all over me. I hoped that the warm water would help with my sour feelings. It didn't.

I didn't want Charlotte to come back to our room. I didn't want her to see me upset, even though this wasn't the worst thing that had happened to me during our relationship. But crying over a silly boy was one thing that I didn't want her to see. It had happened before. I didn't want it to happen again.

The warm water made me feel worse. I quickly washed my hair and got out of the shower. Steam rose up toward the ceiling and coated the mirror. My pajamas were fuzzy and warm against my lotiony skin. I spotted my red robe hanging from the door, and I slipped it on as well. I wished it were my mom's arms wrapped around me, but it'd have to do.

I dropped my dirty clothes into the basket next to my bed just as Charlotte walked into our room. She brightened up when she saw me. "Hey, Luna! How was your study date?"

I closed my eyes, shaking my head. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Did something happen?" she asked. Her hands gripped my shoulder, and I glanced at her. She looked worried about me. "Did he hurt you?"

"Physically, no." I shrugged and said, "I'm okay, Charlotte."

"If you need to talk, I'll be here."

"I know," I said, smiling. An idea struck my brain so I said, "I think I'm going to go for a walk around the track."

"In your pajamas?"

"Why not?"

Charlotte laughed and said, "You do you, boo."

"Please, don't ever say that again," I said, snorting. "My goodness, that was weird."

"I was trying it out," she said, shrugging. I walked to the door without my phone. Charlotte knew where I was going, and that's all that mattered. I didn't want anyone else to know my whereabouts. "I'll see you later, Luna!"

"Bye!" Shutting the door behind me, I stepped out into the hallway. There were a couple girls heading to their room, and they paid me no attention as I slipped past them. I walked to the other exit near the dorms that led to the track. A year ago, I had found a secret passage to a hidden garden near the track, and so far, it was only me who knew about it. I hoped it stayed that way.

The sun was blinding as it made its way down the sky. Though it may have been harsh, the golden light shining on everything was worth it. The golden sunlight reflected through the windows of the school. There were a few people dotting the campus grounds, sitting at some of the tables near the track. Some of the people I could make out - like the kid that saved me from being late to AP Psych! I changed my course and started heading his way. I needed to tell him that I owed him. "Hey, kid," I called out once I was close enough to him. His dark eyes flitted toward me, and a frown made its way onto his handsome face. I sat down in front of him at the table and said, "Do you remember me?"

The kid shut his phone off and said, "Are you the girl who was running late?"

"Yeah! That was me!" I nodded enthusiastically. For some reason, my heart soared that he remembered me. "I wanted to say thank you. I owe you big time."

He suddenly stood up, and his backpack fell to the ground. Dust rose up from the dirt as his feet kicked the backpack closer to him. His eyes wouldn't meet mine. "You don't need to owe me anything."

Before I could answer him, he hurried along the path to the dorms. "Where are you going?" I shouted.

"Back to my dorm room." He didn't even turn around as he answered. I barely heard his answer, and it was already echoing through the clearing as he disappeared around a corner.

I furrowed my brow. My heart dropped. What was wrong with him? All I wanted to do was thank him, but he nearly ran away from me. I knew I wasn't much, but I didn't think a guy would run from me.

Sliding out of the seat, I made my way to the secret pathway to the gardens. Bright flowers climbed up the trellis that sat to the right of the entrance. Bushes rose from the ground, and they created a heart. Fairy lights hung around the bush heart. I guessed this place was for the staff who worked here because a radio sat on one of the tables, forgotten. Chairs were set up around small tables, and there were small potted plants on each.

I sat down at one of the small tables and let out a sigh. The beauty of nature made everything better. The aroma from the many flowers surrounding me filled my nose when I took a deep breath. I knew I should've told Charlotte about this place, but it was my little secret. I came here when I needed to clear my head, which now that I thought of it, was a lot.

My eyes focused on the flowers in the pot closest to me. The light blue color of the aster settled my raging emotions. I shouldn't have gotten my hopes up for Brennan. I knew he hardly knew who I was, so why did I think I had a chance with him?

I laid my head down on the table, my fuzzy robe suddenly getting warm. I knew the sun was lower in the sky, so how could I feel it when there were walls around me? I didn't bother taking it off; I'd be going back to my room soon. But while I was still out here, I was going to settle my thoughts.

I actually thought that Brennan liked me. He seemed interested that day in the hall and when we were partnered together in AP Psych. So what changed his mind?

My mind wandered back to DP. I should've answered him instead of ignoring his texts. He was probably wondering what happened. I didn't want to tell him. At least, not yet.