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watched her for a moment, and swallowed hard. “I mean, you got us into this, so if either of us has the right to be mad or disappointed or upset, it’s me.”
She raised her head, and I expected a snippy retort or a glare from her. Instead, she looked inspired. “Wait. I got us into this, right?”
“I just said that,” I told her, exasperated now.
“And you had no choice in the matter.”
“It’s nice to hear you admit that,” I deadpanned. “Yes, I had no choice and now my reputation is gonna go down in a blaze of not-glory.”
“Maybe not.”
“Sarah, she knows . Give it up. We’re surrounded; just put your hands in the air and surrender.” I could tell from the way she was tapping her chin with her finger that I was about to be entirely ignored. “Sarah,” I tried again anyway, “you’re smart. If a cop caught you in the middle of committing a crime, would you really try to convince them you hadn’t done it?”
“…No…” she answered vaguely.
“No,” I echoed. “You’d plead guilty and hope for a laxer sentence.”
She mulled that over for a moment, and then smirked at me. “But it’s like you said… how much of a difference can one girl make?”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning Jessa isn’t the cop. She’s the prosecutor, and that means we’ve just gotta convince that twelve-member LAMBDA jury.”
Chapter Five
M om insisted on spending Saturday having a “girls’ day” while Dad went out for lunch with a couple of guys he’d known back in college who were visiting from Atlanta. She gave me the option to invite Sarah along, but I decided against it.
Sarah was on this self-indulgent “I’m gonna use my superior knowledge to get us out of this” kick and also wouldn’t tell me anything about what her plan was, so I’d mostly spent Friday just going through the motions with her. We visited our lockers together, walked to class together, and generally did everything we’d done for the past several years as friends together, only with bonus hand-holding, and I tried hard not to notice Jessa throughout the day, who seemed to be watching us everywhere we went.
Sarah, to her credit, ignored not only Jessa but also Sam – even when he blatantly stared at us and tried to get her attention at one point –, but that was the only indication I got that she had some sort of plan she was implementing. Knowing her, she probably just planned to tone down her heterosexuality for a few days and then try to talk her way out of the mess she’d made at the LAMBDA meeting next Tuesday. I wasn’t sure whether I wanted her to succeed or not anymore, honestly.
My mom and I went to go see a movie, but before that, we grabbed lunch at this little bistro a short walk away from the theater.
“So you’ve been quiet this week,” she observed as we ate. “Is everything okay?”
“Fine,” I said. “Just always hate the first week back after a break. No more free time.”
“Well, if it’s more free time you’re after, you don’t necessarily have to go to that club Sarah talked you into joining,” Mom pointed out. “What was it again? Some kind of volunteer club?”
“Yeah, um…” I took a bite and chewed slowly to give myself some time to think. “It’s animal-based. You know I’ve always loved dogs, so.”
“Oh, are they volunteering at shelters?” she asked. I nodded. “That’s nice. But even so, if it’s making you exhausted, it’s not worth it. Your grades are good enough that you don’t need any extracurriculars to get you into Creswell.”
She was right. My college application, which I’d be sending out any week now, was only going to a few local schools, the best of which was Creswell State University. I was a shoe-in. Not like Sarah, who was shooting for Emory and needed all the help she could get.
“I’m fine, Mom,” I insisted. “Don’t worry about me.”
“Well, that’s a tall order from my only child,” she
She raised her head, and I expected a snippy retort or a glare from her. Instead, she looked inspired. “Wait. I got us into this, right?”
“I just said that,” I told her, exasperated now.
“And you had no choice in the matter.”
“It’s nice to hear you admit that,” I deadpanned. “Yes, I had no choice and now my reputation is gonna go down in a blaze of not-glory.”
“Maybe not.”
“Sarah, she knows . Give it up. We’re surrounded; just put your hands in the air and surrender.” I could tell from the way she was tapping her chin with her finger that I was about to be entirely ignored. “Sarah,” I tried again anyway, “you’re smart. If a cop caught you in the middle of committing a crime, would you really try to convince them you hadn’t done it?”
“…No…” she answered vaguely.
“No,” I echoed. “You’d plead guilty and hope for a laxer sentence.”
She mulled that over for a moment, and then smirked at me. “But it’s like you said… how much of a difference can one girl make?”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning Jessa isn’t the cop. She’s the prosecutor, and that means we’ve just gotta convince that twelve-member LAMBDA jury.”
Chapter Five
M om insisted on spending Saturday having a “girls’ day” while Dad went out for lunch with a couple of guys he’d known back in college who were visiting from Atlanta. She gave me the option to invite Sarah along, but I decided against it.
Sarah was on this self-indulgent “I’m gonna use my superior knowledge to get us out of this” kick and also wouldn’t tell me anything about what her plan was, so I’d mostly spent Friday just going through the motions with her. We visited our lockers together, walked to class together, and generally did everything we’d done for the past several years as friends together, only with bonus hand-holding, and I tried hard not to notice Jessa throughout the day, who seemed to be watching us everywhere we went.
Sarah, to her credit, ignored not only Jessa but also Sam – even when he blatantly stared at us and tried to get her attention at one point –, but that was the only indication I got that she had some sort of plan she was implementing. Knowing her, she probably just planned to tone down her heterosexuality for a few days and then try to talk her way out of the mess she’d made at the LAMBDA meeting next Tuesday. I wasn’t sure whether I wanted her to succeed or not anymore, honestly.
My mom and I went to go see a movie, but before that, we grabbed lunch at this little bistro a short walk away from the theater.
“So you’ve been quiet this week,” she observed as we ate. “Is everything okay?”
“Fine,” I said. “Just always hate the first week back after a break. No more free time.”
“Well, if it’s more free time you’re after, you don’t necessarily have to go to that club Sarah talked you into joining,” Mom pointed out. “What was it again? Some kind of volunteer club?”
“Yeah, um…” I took a bite and chewed slowly to give myself some time to think. “It’s animal-based. You know I’ve always loved dogs, so.”
“Oh, are they volunteering at shelters?” she asked. I nodded. “That’s nice. But even so, if it’s making you exhausted, it’s not worth it. Your grades are good enough that you don’t need any extracurriculars to get you into Creswell.”
She was right. My college application, which I’d be sending out any week now, was only going to a few local schools, the best of which was Creswell State University. I was a shoe-in. Not like Sarah, who was shooting for Emory and needed all the help she could get.
“I’m fine, Mom,” I insisted. “Don’t worry about me.”
“Well, that’s a tall order from my only child,” she
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