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Authors: Amber Garza
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mistake I vowed I never would. Allowing Cooper into my home, especially when Dad wasn’t here, was stupid. No, it was beyond stupid. It was irresponsible. And it wouldn’t happen again. I wouldn’t have another error in judgment. Never again would I allow Cooper’s dimples and blue eyes to sway me. I’d stay strong. Strong like stones, like bricks, like nails.
Since I woke up late and then spent way too much time daydreaming, I didn’t have time to blow-dry my hair. Instead, I pulled it back into a bun at the nape of my neck. A few wet strands fell out while I limped over to Skyler’s house. I tucked them behind my ear before rapping on Skyler’s front door.
When she answered it, her black hair hung smoothly down her back, her eyelids shimmered, her eyelashes long and curled. For having to get up so early, she looked really nice. She’d been able to pull it together a lot better than I had, and I always got up this early.
“Hey, I’m sorry about this,” I told her.
“No problem.” She looked at my foot. “I couldn’t let you ride your bike with a sprained ankle.”
“What are you going to do during zero period?”
“Hang in the library.” She walked past me, making her way over to her little red Toyota. “Don’t worry about me.”
Skyler used her usual speedy gait, her long legs moving swiftly and gracefully. I, on the other hand, resembled one of the Walking Dead. By the time I hobbled over to the car, she was already inside gliding on pink lip gloss while studying her reflection in the rearview mirror. When I slid into the passenger seat, she tossed the lip gloss to me. “Here. You could use some.”
Catching me off guard, I barely had time to react. However, my reflexes kicked in and I caught it. “I’m good.”
“C’mon, put a little on. It won’t bite.” She turned on the engine and pulled away from the curb.
I stared at the lip gloss in my palm. Lifting my head, I caught my reflection in the side mirror. My skin was even more pale than usual. Maybe a little color would help. Shrugging, I smoothed a little gloss on my lips and then rubbed them together.
“So, you gonna tell me about Cooper or do I have to beg?” Skyler asked, as she turned the steering wheel, the car turning the corner.
She must’ve seen Cooper at my house. My face flamed. “There’s nothing to tell.”
Her head whipped around, her mouth falling open. “Nothing to tell? He was at your house!” She was doing that squealing thing she did when she got overly excited.
I cringed, kind of wishing I had ear plugs. “Remember I fell off my bike?” I pointed to my ankle. “Cooper happened to be driving by, and he stopped to help me.”
“Oh, how romantic.” Skyler clutched her chest, her eyes taking on a dreamy quality.
“It is not romantic,” I said. “It meant nothing.”
Skyler gave me a smug smile. “If he was only helping you get home, why did he stay so long?”
“Damn, you’re nosy,” I teased her.
“I wouldn’t have to be if you didn’t always hold out on me.” She winked.
“Yeah, because my life is full of secrets and intrigue.”
“Maybe not before, but now it seems like it is.” She nudged me in the side with her free arm. “C’mon. You spent the afternoon with Cooper Montgomery while I was at home helping Mom make a batch of tortillas and listening to my brothers play videogames. The least you could do is fill me in on the details.”
I chuckled at the picture she’d drawn. I’d often told her she could write a story. “Fine. He came over and iced my ankle.”
Skyler sighed, that weird wistful look on her face again. The school came into view, and I was grateful. Only another minute and then I could get out of this car, effectively ending this conversation.
“Then he asked why I was out riding my bike wearing my backpack, and I told him that I was on the way to the library to type up my article on him.”
“Why didn’t you come over to my house?” Skyler pulled
Since I woke up late and then spent way too much time daydreaming, I didn’t have time to blow-dry my hair. Instead, I pulled it back into a bun at the nape of my neck. A few wet strands fell out while I limped over to Skyler’s house. I tucked them behind my ear before rapping on Skyler’s front door.
When she answered it, her black hair hung smoothly down her back, her eyelids shimmered, her eyelashes long and curled. For having to get up so early, she looked really nice. She’d been able to pull it together a lot better than I had, and I always got up this early.
“Hey, I’m sorry about this,” I told her.
“No problem.” She looked at my foot. “I couldn’t let you ride your bike with a sprained ankle.”
“What are you going to do during zero period?”
“Hang in the library.” She walked past me, making her way over to her little red Toyota. “Don’t worry about me.”
Skyler used her usual speedy gait, her long legs moving swiftly and gracefully. I, on the other hand, resembled one of the Walking Dead. By the time I hobbled over to the car, she was already inside gliding on pink lip gloss while studying her reflection in the rearview mirror. When I slid into the passenger seat, she tossed the lip gloss to me. “Here. You could use some.”
Catching me off guard, I barely had time to react. However, my reflexes kicked in and I caught it. “I’m good.”
“C’mon, put a little on. It won’t bite.” She turned on the engine and pulled away from the curb.
I stared at the lip gloss in my palm. Lifting my head, I caught my reflection in the side mirror. My skin was even more pale than usual. Maybe a little color would help. Shrugging, I smoothed a little gloss on my lips and then rubbed them together.
“So, you gonna tell me about Cooper or do I have to beg?” Skyler asked, as she turned the steering wheel, the car turning the corner.
She must’ve seen Cooper at my house. My face flamed. “There’s nothing to tell.”
Her head whipped around, her mouth falling open. “Nothing to tell? He was at your house!” She was doing that squealing thing she did when she got overly excited.
I cringed, kind of wishing I had ear plugs. “Remember I fell off my bike?” I pointed to my ankle. “Cooper happened to be driving by, and he stopped to help me.”
“Oh, how romantic.” Skyler clutched her chest, her eyes taking on a dreamy quality.
“It is not romantic,” I said. “It meant nothing.”
Skyler gave me a smug smile. “If he was only helping you get home, why did he stay so long?”
“Damn, you’re nosy,” I teased her.
“I wouldn’t have to be if you didn’t always hold out on me.” She winked.
“Yeah, because my life is full of secrets and intrigue.”
“Maybe not before, but now it seems like it is.” She nudged me in the side with her free arm. “C’mon. You spent the afternoon with Cooper Montgomery while I was at home helping Mom make a batch of tortillas and listening to my brothers play videogames. The least you could do is fill me in on the details.”
I chuckled at the picture she’d drawn. I’d often told her she could write a story. “Fine. He came over and iced my ankle.”
Skyler sighed, that weird wistful look on her face again. The school came into view, and I was grateful. Only another minute and then I could get out of this car, effectively ending this conversation.
“Then he asked why I was out riding my bike wearing my backpack, and I told him that I was on the way to the library to type up my article on him.”
“Why didn’t you come over to my house?” Skyler pulled
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