“Ivan, what's up?”
Ivan Morton rarely called her-most of the time, he just texted. For a
moment, Alessia wondered if something was wrong.
“Alessia, I'm here too!” York Tate shouted in the background, absentmindedly petting Rex.
By now, Alessia was used to finding York at the Morton house; he seemed to spend more tthere than at his
own family’s place.
“Are you not coming hthis weekend?” Ivan’s voice was soft and gentle, the kind that made you
unconsciously lower your own. Unlike York, who always sounded like the world owed him something-so much so
that she often wanted to smack him.
“Is something wrong?” she asked. She’d just visited last weekend and even brought back sof Karen's
homemade pastries for her
roommate.
“I miss you.” Maybe it was the influence of those two rascals, but Ivan had becmuch better at saying what
was on his mind.
“I can’t make it this weekend, but how about | take you to that art exhibit
next week?”
“Okay.” Ivan sounded a little disappointed, but the thought of going to the exhibit with Alessia cheered him up.
“I want to go too!” York piped up.
“You don’t even like art. Won't you be bored?”
“| still want to go!” York moved closer to Ivan, grabbing his wrist-the one with the watch-as if that would make
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“Alright, you can come, if-and only if-you make it through the week without a single call from your teacher.”
Since York had listed Alessia’s number as his emergency contact, she'd gotten used to picking up a
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complaint call from his homeroom teacher every other day.
York pouted but didn’t argue.
“Anything else?” Alessia asked, noticing Cole approaching, arms full of
snacks.
“School's holding its sports day next Friday. Do you have tto cwatch?” There was a tentative
hopefulness in Ivan’s voice.
“Next Friday?” Alessia glanced at Cole, holding up her phone in a silent question. He nodded, stepping aside
obediently, balancing a bottle of Coke, a tub of popcorn, and her crossbody bag draped over his shoulder. “Yeah!
The teacher pickedto stand at the front. Zane’s holding the sign because he’s tall, but York and | will be right
behind him.” Ivan, sitting on the couch, swung his legs and his eyes sparkled—he was clearly excited for sports
day.
York lounged beside him, feigning indifference, but his ears practically perked up at the mention.
“Friday...” Alessia thought about her schedule-she had two classes that day.
“If you're busy, that’s okay...” Ivan’s voice trailed off, the hope fading from his eyes. He glanced at his watch,
lips pursed in a pout so big you could hang a bottle on it.
still, he didn’t whine or throw a tantrum.
Alessia suddenly remembered her own first sports day. The details were blurry now, but the sting of
disappointment was something she would never forget.
“I'll be there, don’t worry. | promise. I'll spend the whole day with you.”
Her words were like a shot of adrenaline; both boys beamed from ear to
ear.
“The games start at nine, but chalf an hour early. We'll give you the
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