Tara watching them. “Why are you disappointed, Ev-rett?”
“You didn’t bring me a fuzzy-wuzzy.” Everett shook his head in phony distress. “Again. You know, I was really hoping for more from our relationship. Flowers are sooo special to me.”
Laurel knew better than to trust him, but she could play this game. “You call this a relationship? I haven’t heard from you in weeks. Not even a dandelion.”
Everett grinned. “You mean there’s still hope for me?”
Rose leaned forward. “Not in this lifetime, Ev.”
“Oh, hello, Rose.” Everett bowed with mock formality. “Nice seeing you. You leave your broomstick in your locker?”
Rose slapped the chair in front of her. “Ha-ha. You’re such a wit. Or is it twit ? ”
Everett held up his hands. “Oooh, Rose is thorny tonight. Get it?”
Laurel had to smile, but Rose scowled. “Like I haven’t heard that one.”
“Look, I’m just trying to get to know Laur- elle here,” said Everett. “The new girl.”
Rose shooed him. “Go sit with your little buddies, Ev. She’s my cousin.”
Everett glanced between them. “Now I see the family resemblance. Are you a flower girl, too, Rosie?”
“No,” Laurel said with a firmness that surprised even herself. “She’s not.”
Rose’s eyebrow lifted at her as the lights flashed.
“Got to go.” Everett stretched his hand toward Laurel. “Later, Laur- elle .”
But Laurel was struck with a jolting thought as she shook his hand. Everett was the only guy who seemed remotely interested in her flowers. Was there any way he had left the mystery bouquet? That made no sense.
“Congratulations,” Rose whispered. “You’ve attracted the attention of the most obnoxious, arrogant fathead on the whole Willowlawn campus.”
“Don’t hold back now,” Mina said.
“You know I can’t stand him,” hissed Rose.
Laurel tried to focus on the images flashing on the screen, but Everett’s antics confused her. She half expected the whole room to turn around and start laughing at her, like this was some premeditated prank.
When the lights finally went up, she spotted Justin at the rear of the room, but it was too crowded for her to catch up. They followed everyone to the dining hall, where popcorn and sodas were being served. Laurel’s eyes darted around as they grabbed bags and headed for some chairs in a corner.
“What’s the deal with you and Everett?” Laurel asked Rose.
“That boy drives me insane,” said Rose.
“I’ve heard this saga,” said Mina. She wound her way back into the crowd.
Rose shook her head. “Last semester Everett and I got assigned to work on a project together because of this math test we both aced. He was less than worthless. I totally carried him, and then he bragged about the blue ribbon I won.”
Laurel spied Everett with a red tulip between his teeth. Tara was pretending to be miffed. “So, he’s actually smart?”
Rose threw a popped kernel up and caught it in her mouth. “Irritatingly so. He’s gifted but totally lazy. He just coasts and mooches and gets away with it.”
Laurel nodded, but the word gifted caught her attention. All of us have gifts we are meant to share , her mom’s letter said.
Kate emerged from the crowd and sat down on the empty chair next to Laurel. “Y’all like the movie?”
“Just super,” said Rose.
Laurel offered Kate some popcorn, but her eyes gravitated back to Everett. The tulip was tucked behind his ear now, and she wondered if he—or Tara—could smell its spicy scent. Is it sending any messages? she thought.
Kate leaned close. “So, what’s up with you and Everett?”
“Huh?” said Laurel, but her face felt hot.
Kate elbowed her. “I saw you two chattin’ it up before the movie. And you were just starin’ at him.”
Laurel shrugged. “He’s . . . entertaining, but you said Tara liked him.”
“She does,” said Kate. “Do you, too?”
“Puh-leeeze.” Rose’s head fell backward. “Say it
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