I had to find out
the root of Lindsey’s problem.
When I went down to the courtyard
and she saw me,
she stepped away from Gary
like he had zapped her with electricity.
“Hi!” she chirped, a bloated smile
hanging across her face.
My ex-crush stared at me,
something unreadable in his eyes
(not that I’ve ever been good at
Gary folded himself over me in a hug.
I hunted through my backpack
and pulled out wads of paper
from the wounded notebook.
“Did you put this in my locker?”
Lindsey’s false smile fell off
and shattered at her feet.