MORGAN'S POV
Against my better judgement, Saturday morning found me sitting at a corner in Prescott's parents' mall, kombucha in my pink Briane cup, my face cap drawn so low I was hardly recognizable by anyone, Prescott's surprisingly good manga open before me in my iPad. He had begged me to read it and because I wanted him to help me out with something (tracing the location of Raegan's phone to find him) I had no choice but to agree to his request. So far I haven't seen any naked imitation pictures of me and Gigi so that's a good sign. The story does however seem familiar. I think I watched something similar to it before at some point though.
"You're a very hard person to meet, my love."
I froze, feeling the cold wash over me at the sound of his voice. Slowly, I lifted my eyes and came face to face with the hazel ones of Kaycee Breene, his lips tugged upwards to reveal his smile that was as charming as ever.
"You've been avoiding me ever since. How come?"
