“You’re leaving,” Susan said.
Chloe didn’t argue.
She looked around at her friends, who’d stepped away from her, at the phones still pointed toward her, at the people gathered around, staring at her.
Susan led her away, and Chloe followed, the whole room parting for her in a way I doubted had ever happened before.
Nobody moved for a few seconds after that.
Then someone in the back started clapping.
Susan led her away, and Chloe followed.
Someone joined it, then another.
The applause spread until the whole gym was full of it.
Wren turned to me with this lost look on her face.
“Stay,” I whispered.
A girl from her chemistry class came over with napkins.
“Here,” she said, smiling gently. “It’s still beautiful.”
Wren gave the tiniest laugh. Wet-eyed, stunned, real.
