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of time with the strange new girl.
Charlotte was different, but not in a bad way. She was gorgeous, a little creepy, and carried herself differently to the rest of the students. Kind of like a rose among thorns. When I thought about it, Grace was much the same less the creepy part.
I sat with my group at the far end of the yard. The sun was shining and the girls were making the most of it. Abby, Claudia and a handful of others lay on the grass, their uniforms hiked up as high as they dared, sunning their legs. Abby had pretty much left me alone since I publicly humiliated her. I didn’t expect forgiveness any time soon, which was fine by me if it kept her off my back.
Ryan drilled me for details about Grace. I’d only made a pass at her the day before—sorry, but there’s no other way to put it—and I hadn’t told him much. It’s embarrassing telling your best friend you got sidelined by a girl.
“I’m sure she has a good reason,” he said. “Like maybe she doesn’t want to be the re-bound girl, or she’s just not into you, or she’s got a secret third leg.”
I laughed. “I very much got the feeling she’s into me. She pulled away at the last second, like something made her. It was weird.”
We sat watching the movement in the yard. A lot of the guys took precious minutes out of their day to stop and stare at Abby and the girls. I must admit the view was nice, but been there done that and sorry, not really interested.
“And she is definitely not a re-bound,” I added.
I glanced in the direction of the main gate at the tree where Grace and her friends usually sat. Archer and Emma were deep in conversation, but Grace and Charlotte weren’t there.
“When are you going to ask Emma out?” I asked.
“Am I really that transparent?” Ryan replied.
“I think we both are.”
Emma was Grace’s oldest friend. Besides Archer she was the only one who was always with her, and I could never remember a time at school when they were apart. I suddenly had an idea.
“Come on, Ryan, let’s go talk to them,” I said, getting to my feet.
“Are you serious? What’s our excuse going to be?”
“Do we need one? Can’t we just be nice?”
Ryan scrambled to his feet and followed. From the corner of my eye I saw Abby turn her head to watch. It dawned on me that over my entire high school life I’d never once got up and gone to sit with another group. It felt good.
“Hey guys, can we sit with you?”
“Grace isn’t here,” Archer mumbled through a mouthful of food.
“I can see that. Can we sit with you?”
Ryan gave Emma a warm smile and she blushed.
“Sure,” she said.
We plonked down and formed a loose circle. Archer was looking at me with a quizzical expression, but I expected him to be wary. I would be if someone was infatuated with my twin sister, and I was quite sure Grace would have told him about me.
“So … where’s Grace and Charlotte?” I asked.
“If you’re gonna try and get me to tell Grace that you like her, you’re wasting your time,” Archer said.
“Arch!” Emma swatted him. “Be nice.”
“She already knows that,” I said. “We just wanted a break from the boring fake people over there.”
“I don’t know, the view looks pretty good,” Archer said, leaning around me.
“The view is better here.” Ryan smiled at Emma.
She blushed again and looked at her hands. Nice call, I thought. Archer rolled his eyes.
The silence was a little uncomfortable. Archer possessed so much pent up anger, it made me wonder what the reasons were. I knew they’d lost their parents at a young age and their Pa died last year, but I also knew what family loss was like, and this wasn’t it. The death of their grandfather was big news for a while, leaving them both parent- less. A lot of the kids at school were jealous the Tate twins got to live on their own. I’d take keeping your loved ones over living alone any day. Archer’s anger seemed to be fuelled by something else, and
Charlotte was different, but not in a bad way. She was gorgeous, a little creepy, and carried herself differently to the rest of the students. Kind of like a rose among thorns. When I thought about it, Grace was much the same less the creepy part.
I sat with my group at the far end of the yard. The sun was shining and the girls were making the most of it. Abby, Claudia and a handful of others lay on the grass, their uniforms hiked up as high as they dared, sunning their legs. Abby had pretty much left me alone since I publicly humiliated her. I didn’t expect forgiveness any time soon, which was fine by me if it kept her off my back.
Ryan drilled me for details about Grace. I’d only made a pass at her the day before—sorry, but there’s no other way to put it—and I hadn’t told him much. It’s embarrassing telling your best friend you got sidelined by a girl.
“I’m sure she has a good reason,” he said. “Like maybe she doesn’t want to be the re-bound girl, or she’s just not into you, or she’s got a secret third leg.”
I laughed. “I very much got the feeling she’s into me. She pulled away at the last second, like something made her. It was weird.”
We sat watching the movement in the yard. A lot of the guys took precious minutes out of their day to stop and stare at Abby and the girls. I must admit the view was nice, but been there done that and sorry, not really interested.
“And she is definitely not a re-bound,” I added.
I glanced in the direction of the main gate at the tree where Grace and her friends usually sat. Archer and Emma were deep in conversation, but Grace and Charlotte weren’t there.
“When are you going to ask Emma out?” I asked.
“Am I really that transparent?” Ryan replied.
“I think we both are.”
Emma was Grace’s oldest friend. Besides Archer she was the only one who was always with her, and I could never remember a time at school when they were apart. I suddenly had an idea.
“Come on, Ryan, let’s go talk to them,” I said, getting to my feet.
“Are you serious? What’s our excuse going to be?”
“Do we need one? Can’t we just be nice?”
Ryan scrambled to his feet and followed. From the corner of my eye I saw Abby turn her head to watch. It dawned on me that over my entire high school life I’d never once got up and gone to sit with another group. It felt good.
“Hey guys, can we sit with you?”
“Grace isn’t here,” Archer mumbled through a mouthful of food.
“I can see that. Can we sit with you?”
Ryan gave Emma a warm smile and she blushed.
“Sure,” she said.
We plonked down and formed a loose circle. Archer was looking at me with a quizzical expression, but I expected him to be wary. I would be if someone was infatuated with my twin sister, and I was quite sure Grace would have told him about me.
“So … where’s Grace and Charlotte?” I asked.
“If you’re gonna try and get me to tell Grace that you like her, you’re wasting your time,” Archer said.
“Arch!” Emma swatted him. “Be nice.”
“She already knows that,” I said. “We just wanted a break from the boring fake people over there.”
“I don’t know, the view looks pretty good,” Archer said, leaning around me.
“The view is better here.” Ryan smiled at Emma.
She blushed again and looked at her hands. Nice call, I thought. Archer rolled his eyes.
The silence was a little uncomfortable. Archer possessed so much pent up anger, it made me wonder what the reasons were. I knew they’d lost their parents at a young age and their Pa died last year, but I also knew what family loss was like, and this wasn’t it. The death of their grandfather was big news for a while, leaving them both parent- less. A lot of the kids at school were jealous the Tate twins got to live on their own. I’d take keeping your loved ones over living alone any day. Archer’s anger seemed to be fuelled by something else, and
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