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since he’d been back. Maybe there was something to that.
He grimaced at the thought of trying to navigate the twists and turns of the teenage girl psyche. Maybe it’d be best to leave that alone and let Callie and Em deal with it.
“They’re older and have done the prom thing. Em’s always nice, and Callie…” Shelby frowned a little. “Like I said, I want to start over there. Maybe she’s not as bad as I thought.”
Trevor watched as Shelby struggled to spit out the words. Shelby was a halfway decent liar, but not good enough to hide the fact she still didn’t like Callie and struggled to lie about it.
“I’ll ask them.” He didn’t think denying her request would help him figure out what she was up to. Better for Shelby to think he was fooled into complacency.
“Maybe you could go call them. Like, right now?”
Trevor frowned, but quickly smoothed it out into a casual smile. “Sure. Just make sure to save me some cookies.” He pushed off the counter and gave Dan the once over while the teen pretended to focus on the physics book in front of him.
Trevor left the kitchen. On the one hand, maybe Shelby was being genuine. Maybe she was that desperate for a female role model or whatever, and if she was having problems with her friends, maybe it was prompting her to look at the way she treated people. It was a plausible enough explanation for a turnaround when it came to Callie.
Trevor didn’t buy it. Shelby had something up her sleeve, something he wouldn’t like. Trevor sank onto his bed. He had some investigating to do, but where to start?
A few minutes later, his thoughts were interrupted by hesitant footsteps and then the squeaky voice of a teenage boy. “Mr.… Tr… Mr. Steele?”
Trevor looked over at the poor kid hovering in the hallway, vibrating with nerves. “Yeah?”
“Um, I told Shelby I had to go to the bathroom so I’m just going to come out and say this. Kiley and Sarah had this big mother-daughter prom extravaganza thing last weekend so, I think Shelby’s feeling a little weird about things, you know? That’s really why she doesn’t want to ask them.”
Trevor looked at his tapping fingers for a moment, that old familiar guilt cropping up. “That explains a lot.” But not everything. Certainly not the one-eighty with Callie.
“And, um, I figure Shelby said I don’t have to, but I wanted to make sure it was okay I take her to prom. I mean, okay with you. I mean, I’m a good kid,” Dan finally managed to squeak out. “And I have to be home by one prom night, so I’ll have her home by twelve thirty, unless you want her home earlier. I mean, you’re her brother, but you’re also her guardian so even though she doesn’t think… I think… “
“Relax, kid,” Trevor muttered. He felt for Dan, but he also didn’t like the idea of being anyone’s guardian. Especially when it came to prom night stuff. Too weird. Too uncomfortable. “Twelve thirty is fine.”
Dan smiled and Trevor thought about his own prom night. He’d finally gotten into Tina Lavina’s pants after the dance, and then they’d gotten really drunk in her parent’s basement. One of his few forays into breaking the rules.
“Thanks, Mr. Steele,” Dan was gushing. “I’ll make sure to show Shelby a good time.”
The thought of good time had Trevor changing his tune a little. Maybe he couldn’t do the emotional, feminine guardian crap, but he could certainly play the role of protective guardian.
Trevor stood from his bed, leisurely made his way over to Dan, but kept his stare fixed on the kid until Dan’s smile began to wilt. “No drinking, no drugs, you lay a hand on my sister and I’ll break it.” Trevor offered a sunny, pleasant smile. “Also, please remember, I own many, many guns.” Trevor patted Dan on the shoulder. “See ya ’round, Dan.”
The role of guardian was enjoyable for the first time. Now, he had to figure out what Shelby was up to, and maybe he’d start feeling
He grimaced at the thought of trying to navigate the twists and turns of the teenage girl psyche. Maybe it’d be best to leave that alone and let Callie and Em deal with it.
“They’re older and have done the prom thing. Em’s always nice, and Callie…” Shelby frowned a little. “Like I said, I want to start over there. Maybe she’s not as bad as I thought.”
Trevor watched as Shelby struggled to spit out the words. Shelby was a halfway decent liar, but not good enough to hide the fact she still didn’t like Callie and struggled to lie about it.
“I’ll ask them.” He didn’t think denying her request would help him figure out what she was up to. Better for Shelby to think he was fooled into complacency.
“Maybe you could go call them. Like, right now?”
Trevor frowned, but quickly smoothed it out into a casual smile. “Sure. Just make sure to save me some cookies.” He pushed off the counter and gave Dan the once over while the teen pretended to focus on the physics book in front of him.
Trevor left the kitchen. On the one hand, maybe Shelby was being genuine. Maybe she was that desperate for a female role model or whatever, and if she was having problems with her friends, maybe it was prompting her to look at the way she treated people. It was a plausible enough explanation for a turnaround when it came to Callie.
Trevor didn’t buy it. Shelby had something up her sleeve, something he wouldn’t like. Trevor sank onto his bed. He had some investigating to do, but where to start?
A few minutes later, his thoughts were interrupted by hesitant footsteps and then the squeaky voice of a teenage boy. “Mr.… Tr… Mr. Steele?”
Trevor looked over at the poor kid hovering in the hallway, vibrating with nerves. “Yeah?”
“Um, I told Shelby I had to go to the bathroom so I’m just going to come out and say this. Kiley and Sarah had this big mother-daughter prom extravaganza thing last weekend so, I think Shelby’s feeling a little weird about things, you know? That’s really why she doesn’t want to ask them.”
Trevor looked at his tapping fingers for a moment, that old familiar guilt cropping up. “That explains a lot.” But not everything. Certainly not the one-eighty with Callie.
“And, um, I figure Shelby said I don’t have to, but I wanted to make sure it was okay I take her to prom. I mean, okay with you. I mean, I’m a good kid,” Dan finally managed to squeak out. “And I have to be home by one prom night, so I’ll have her home by twelve thirty, unless you want her home earlier. I mean, you’re her brother, but you’re also her guardian so even though she doesn’t think… I think… “
“Relax, kid,” Trevor muttered. He felt for Dan, but he also didn’t like the idea of being anyone’s guardian. Especially when it came to prom night stuff. Too weird. Too uncomfortable. “Twelve thirty is fine.”
Dan smiled and Trevor thought about his own prom night. He’d finally gotten into Tina Lavina’s pants after the dance, and then they’d gotten really drunk in her parent’s basement. One of his few forays into breaking the rules.
“Thanks, Mr. Steele,” Dan was gushing. “I’ll make sure to show Shelby a good time.”
The thought of good time had Trevor changing his tune a little. Maybe he couldn’t do the emotional, feminine guardian crap, but he could certainly play the role of protective guardian.
Trevor stood from his bed, leisurely made his way over to Dan, but kept his stare fixed on the kid until Dan’s smile began to wilt. “No drinking, no drugs, you lay a hand on my sister and I’ll break it.” Trevor offered a sunny, pleasant smile. “Also, please remember, I own many, many guns.” Trevor patted Dan on the shoulder. “See ya ’round, Dan.”
The role of guardian was enjoyable for the first time. Now, he had to figure out what Shelby was up to, and maybe he’d start feeling
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