C8 Eight

We were sitting at the restaurant, and I rested my head on my palm as everyone was talking except Dexter and I.

I stirred my Soda with my straw and zoned off in my head. Dexter and I haven't spoken a word to each other, and the only thing he said was the question about the call my dad made to me.

"Right Hannah"? Faith asked, making me snap out of reality. I blinked "Uh..