We Should Celebrate

Aria

I was stunned by Jett’s behavior. I never thought he’d come after me, let alone fuss over the bruise on my cheek.

My parents were stunned too. When I came downstairs after him, Jett was at the door, about to leave. The house was silent, the kind of silence that had tension packed inside it. Mom looked at me with a question in her eyes. I shrugged. I had no clue what was wrong with Jett these