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Over a basket of fries, my boyfriend, Nico, suddenly asked me. “Tomorrow’s the deadline to confirm your enrollment. ” “Have you seriously not noticed someone changed your first-choice school?” I looked up at him, confused. My best friend, Keegan, burst out laughing. “Nico and I made a bet,” she said. “On how long it would take you to notice.” “We withdrew your top choice and switched it to Vanderbilt.” “You’re so slow. You’re only just finding out?” “You’d better change it back, or you and Nico are going to end up in different states.” Nico and Keegan were both brilliant students. Their grades always put them at the top of the class. No matter how hard I worked, I could barely crack the top fifty. To pull up my GPA, they started tutoring me together. Each was determined to prove their method was better. “Nico, your method is outdated. Zinnia doesn’t get any of it. ” “I bet she won’t even stay in the top fifty this time.” “I bet she makes the top thirty. Loser buys for a month.” After that, every tutoring session devolved into an argument between them. I never absorbed a thing, and my class ranking plummeted past one hundred. One time, we’d planned a trip together, and I overheard them betting on me again. “I canceled Zinnia’s ticket,” Keegan said. “I bet she still hasn’t noticed.” “If she figures it out, you write my essays for a month.” I ended up buying my own ticket, just in time to watch them board the plane together. And now, they’d turned my college applications into a wager. But I didn’t want to change it back. Vanderbilt was fine. As long as it put distance between us, I didn’t care. … “Even though neither of us guessed the exact day Zinnia would find out, my guess was closer.” Keegan clapped Nico on the shoulder. “So you still lost. For the next two months, you’re my lackey.” “Lackey, peel me a shrimp.” Nico frowned. “The rules were that you had to guess the exact date to win. You’re changing them.” “But whatever. I’ll let it slide this time.” He sounded annoyed, but he still peeled a shrimp and held it to Keegan’s lips. Then he turned to me. “I’m just honoring the bet. Don’t overthink it.” “Want one? I can peel one for you, too.” Nico hated it when people changed the rules. Before application season, he’d made me a schedule. We were supposed to study together for two hours every day. One time, my period cramps were so bad I couldn’t get out of bed. I just wanted to rest for ten minutes. His face had hardened instantly. “You can’t stop for every little thing. How are you supposed to get into the same college as me if you’re like this?” “If it hurts, push through it. If you keep this up, I’m done helping you.” I’d been miserable all day, thinking he didn’t care about me at all. But now I was seeing it with my own eyes—for Keegan, he’d make an exception. My chest tightened. Gripping my fork, I shook my head. “I’m not eating that. I’m allergic to shellfish.” Nico froze. “But you used to love grilled shrimp. Why now—” I cut him off. “Keegan likes grilled shrimp. Not me.” The table fell silent. Nico opened his mouth, but said nothing. After we finished eating, Keegan suggested we walk home. Halfway there, I bent down to tie my shoelace. By the time I looked up again, Nico and Keegan were already far ahead. They were laughing, lost in their own world, and never once looked back. I’ve always had trouble focusing, always doing things a little slower than everyone else. Walking, too. When Nico and I used to walk together, he would always slow his pace, glancing back every so often to make sure I was still there. Sometimes, if my laces came undone, he’d crouch down and tie them for me. When people said I was a burden to him, he would always defend me. “Zinnia isn’t a burden. She just gets distracted easily.” But lately, whenever the two of them were together, they had endless things to talk about. A lot of the time, they forgot I was even there. This tim......

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