Year Two

Skylar's P.O.V.


"So what you're telling me," I sigh, adjusting my phone and continuing to paint. "is that Harry and Delia are officially dating?"

"Yeah," Rachel breathed.

I nod, sucking on my lip ring.

"Okay," I set down my brush and turning away from the canvas. "and this involves me how?"

"Well, I just thought you'd want to know, because, you and him.." She trailed off, sighing before adding: "Maybe I shouldn't have told you."

"Why?" I ask, biting back my emotions. "I'm totally fine with it. I'm with Luke."

"Oh, okay." She laughed. "By the way, Luke, the guys and I were wondering if we could come visit you?"

I hesitate before answering. "Actually we're not allowed to bring visitors this time of year, ya know, since its almost the end of the program. Everything's kind of hectic right now." I explain, rubbing my hand on my jeans.

"Of course, that grand prize or somethi- What?"

"What?" I ask.

"Oh, sorry not yo- Excuse me!"

I narrow my eyes, confused. "Everything okay, Rach?"

"Just perfect," She muttered. "hey, I'll call you later. I'm late for class."

I end the call and set my phone down. Not a second later it dings with a new Twitter message. I open the app and clench my jaw. Apparently Harry and Delia are on a date, and are posting many pictures. Not that I care.

I brush my hair back and decided on texting Harry later, asking how the date went. But judging from the pictures, it went perfectly.

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