16. Back, Back, Backflips

Quensilla's POV "So. . why were you and glow boy over there so late?" "Glow boy?" I snort. "Cmon, tell me you don't see him glowing." I watch as Theodore grins at Christopher, he does look a bit brighter. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I murmur as the boys approach our table. "Hey." Theodore greets me and Lauren moves over so he could sit. "Hey." I smile. And there they were. The butter, butter, butterflies. I refuse to acknowledge their meaning. I refuse. He pulls out his tray and...