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“What about you, Meg?” Erica asks. “Do you want to go?”
“I’d love to but I don’t want to go without Alex,” I admit to them.
“Yeah, Meggie, doesn’t have too good of a history with homecoming,” Jonathan jokes. Only he’s the only one who’s laughing. Keesh kicks him under the table.
“Oh, I gotta hear this one,” Travis says. If looks could kill, he’d be six feet under right now. His smile dissipates and he takes a sip of his drink.
Vanessa excuses herself to go to the restroom.
“What the hell, Jon?” Ben says, when Ness is far enough away.
“I’m sorry, dude. I wasn’t thinking,” he pleads.
“Wow. Really, Jon Jon. Just don’t say anything for the rest of the night, okay?” Keesh says. I don’t know how she’s so patient with his dumb ass sometimes. I hope Vanessa is okay. We never talk about last year’s homecoming. It was a little awkward hanging out with them after Ben came on to me that night, right in front of her, but we’ve all done a good job of pretending like it never happened.
“Okay, okay, don’t trip,” Jon says, “I’ll be cool. I promise.”
“Why? What happened?” Erica asks. She’s one of the few who hasn’t heard about the incident.
“Nothing, babe,” Josh says, giving her a look that suggests he’ll tell her later.
Erica turns to me. “So, Meggie, I was thinking maybe you could go with Josh. I’m gonna be out of town and I don’t want him to miss it. I thought you guys could go as buds, you know.”
“Better watch out for that,” I hear someone mumble. Vanessa is coming back to the table. Did she really just say that? Ben gives her a nasty look. I look away and pretend not to notice.
I try to ignore the comment, but that was just stupid. Does she really think Erica has anything to worry about? One…I love my boyfriend. Two…have you seen Erica? And three…Erica and Josh are perfect for each other.
Forget Ness. I look over at Josh. “Do you really want to go?”
“Why not, Meggie? You don’t want to miss it, do you? I’ll call Alex if you want, but I don’t think he’ll mind if we go.”
“You don’t need to. He’ll be cool. Let’s go for it then.”
Chapter Ten
Oh goodness. I should’ve really practiced before today. Actually, I don’t think I’ve touched a ball since the final game of the season last year. And the burning in my legs is proof. The one thing I do remember is to drink water. I’ve been chugging it since we got home from our road trip. Alex reminded me.
Well, I guess there is good news and bad news after today’s soccer tryouts. Good news: I made the team. Bad news: our team sucks so bad that I made the team. There wasn’t even enough decent new players to bump me out of my spot, so it looks like I’m a soccer player for another season. I should probably be more excited, but the thought of spending every day for the next several months after school running back and forth across a field and getting thrown on the ground by some beastly girls doesn’t sound very promising right now.
Keesh, on the other hand, is thrilled. She, of course, is still on Varsity. And with all the players that graduated last year, it looks like she’s going to be the star, and the captain. That’s not a surprise. She’s a freakin’ awesome player. I wouldn’t be surprised if she continued to play in college.
“You look like shit, Meg,” Jonathan says, standing over me as I lie flat on my back on the grass.
“That’s because I feel like shit,” I answer. “You don’t look so great yourself.” He’s dripping with sweat, has grass stains all over his socks, and I’m pretty sure his arm is bleeding.
“What? This?” he remarks, holding up the arm that’s dripping with blood. “It’s no biggie. Just having fun.”
“Well if slicing myself into pieces is having fun, I’d rather be bored.” I sit up and try to stretch forward and touch my toes. Omigod, everything feels so
“What about you, Meg?” Erica asks. “Do you want to go?”
“I’d love to but I don’t want to go without Alex,” I admit to them.
“Yeah, Meggie, doesn’t have too good of a history with homecoming,” Jonathan jokes. Only he’s the only one who’s laughing. Keesh kicks him under the table.
“Oh, I gotta hear this one,” Travis says. If looks could kill, he’d be six feet under right now. His smile dissipates and he takes a sip of his drink.
Vanessa excuses herself to go to the restroom.
“What the hell, Jon?” Ben says, when Ness is far enough away.
“I’m sorry, dude. I wasn’t thinking,” he pleads.
“Wow. Really, Jon Jon. Just don’t say anything for the rest of the night, okay?” Keesh says. I don’t know how she’s so patient with his dumb ass sometimes. I hope Vanessa is okay. We never talk about last year’s homecoming. It was a little awkward hanging out with them after Ben came on to me that night, right in front of her, but we’ve all done a good job of pretending like it never happened.
“Okay, okay, don’t trip,” Jon says, “I’ll be cool. I promise.”
“Why? What happened?” Erica asks. She’s one of the few who hasn’t heard about the incident.
“Nothing, babe,” Josh says, giving her a look that suggests he’ll tell her later.
Erica turns to me. “So, Meggie, I was thinking maybe you could go with Josh. I’m gonna be out of town and I don’t want him to miss it. I thought you guys could go as buds, you know.”
“Better watch out for that,” I hear someone mumble. Vanessa is coming back to the table. Did she really just say that? Ben gives her a nasty look. I look away and pretend not to notice.
I try to ignore the comment, but that was just stupid. Does she really think Erica has anything to worry about? One…I love my boyfriend. Two…have you seen Erica? And three…Erica and Josh are perfect for each other.
Forget Ness. I look over at Josh. “Do you really want to go?”
“Why not, Meggie? You don’t want to miss it, do you? I’ll call Alex if you want, but I don’t think he’ll mind if we go.”
“You don’t need to. He’ll be cool. Let’s go for it then.”
Chapter Ten
Oh goodness. I should’ve really practiced before today. Actually, I don’t think I’ve touched a ball since the final game of the season last year. And the burning in my legs is proof. The one thing I do remember is to drink water. I’ve been chugging it since we got home from our road trip. Alex reminded me.
Well, I guess there is good news and bad news after today’s soccer tryouts. Good news: I made the team. Bad news: our team sucks so bad that I made the team. There wasn’t even enough decent new players to bump me out of my spot, so it looks like I’m a soccer player for another season. I should probably be more excited, but the thought of spending every day for the next several months after school running back and forth across a field and getting thrown on the ground by some beastly girls doesn’t sound very promising right now.
Keesh, on the other hand, is thrilled. She, of course, is still on Varsity. And with all the players that graduated last year, it looks like she’s going to be the star, and the captain. That’s not a surprise. She’s a freakin’ awesome player. I wouldn’t be surprised if she continued to play in college.
“You look like shit, Meg,” Jonathan says, standing over me as I lie flat on my back on the grass.
“That’s because I feel like shit,” I answer. “You don’t look so great yourself.” He’s dripping with sweat, has grass stains all over his socks, and I’m pretty sure his arm is bleeding.
“What? This?” he remarks, holding up the arm that’s dripping with blood. “It’s no biggie. Just having fun.”
“Well if slicing myself into pieces is having fun, I’d rather be bored.” I sit up and try to stretch forward and touch my toes. Omigod, everything feels so
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