The bus shook and I did my best to keep my phone in my hand. “Mom, it still bugs me! It was my first kiss!” I whined into the phone. She hummed on the other side in acknowledgement.
“I know sweetie, and I’m truly sorry. I could tell your father, I’m sure he would be eager to hunt him down.” I laughed at my mom’s form of comfort, her work noise in the background.
“It’s fine. Well, it’s not, but I know who is at fault. It’s all because of Cleo. He would have never shown up had it not been for her.” I grumble into the phone. Suddenly, a ball of paper hit me in the back of the head.
“Those sound like fighting words to me!” Cleo calls from the back of the bus where she sat beside Princess Skyla. What was with these two the past three weeks? After their fight with Sephiroth, they appear to have gotten closer.