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make me wash it off. I didn’t look anywhere near as sexy as Trina did every single day, but it was the best I could do.
Leaving the girls’ room for first period, doubts assailed me again. I didn’t have a clue how to act sexy and even if I could, it seemed mean to get Rigel all hot and bothered when we couldn’t do anything about it. But…what choice did I have?
When I walked into class, my first thought on seeing Rigel wasn’t about distracting him but about how hot he looked in a long-sleeved t-shirt that outlined his chest and shoulders. His thick, dark, perfect hair fell across his forehead as he turned his head, then his amazing hazel eyes widened and he smiled his incredible smile.
Wow, looking good today, M, he thought.
Ditto, I thought back, giving him a half-wink that I hoped looked seductive instead of like I had something in my eye. When Trina glanced my way, I headed to my desk. But slowly, so Rigel could watch me from behind.
“Are you okay?” Deb asked as I sat down next to her. “You look flushed.”
“What? Oh, I…spent too long in the girls’ room and had to rush, that’s all.”
I peeked over my shoulder to see Rigel still looking my way. I was reminded of his very first day at Jewel High and how I’d kept sneaking looks at him—and how intensely he’d affected me before he even noticed I existed. A sudden, overwhelming wave of longing hit me—a longing for those wonderful days when we could spend hours together, holding hands, whispering together, touching…
Rigel echoed my longing with a nonverbal surge of agreement. Quickly steeling my resolve, I tried a little test. I wonder if there’s going to be a pop quiz today? I thought, though without specifically directing it to Rigel. I really should have studied instead of playing with my pet unicorn last night.
No response. Not even a flicker of amusement. Focusing, I still felt that longing from him, though it was starting to fade a bit.
Maybe I’ll go for a walk today instead of eating lunch, I thought then.
When he still didn’t respond, I repeated the same thought but “pointed” it more his way.
Huh? You want to do what instead of lunch? he thought back, clearly startled.
Oh, sorry. Nothing. I was thinking some exercise would be better for my figure than eating, that’s all.
Another burst of desire came from Rigel. There’s not a thing in the world wrong with your figure, M, believe me!
Dr. Stuart had definitely known what she was talking about! Thanks, I replied , opening my math book with a secret smile.
When class ended, Jimmy Franklin, my old “crush,” made a point of stopping to talk to me about our assignment. He’d shown some brief interest in me when Rigel and I had our first fake breakup last fall, but mostly ignored me now I was supposedly with Sean. So this was new.
I answered his question, which he’d clearly made up just to talk to me.
“Thanks, M. I guess I’ll see you around. Have a great day.”
“You, too,” My smile slipped a little at the flare of jealousy I caught from Rigel, leaving the room with Trina.
Really? When Trina’s on your arm half the time these days?
Even though my thought had been directed right at him, he didn’t seem to have heard me, so I repeated it.
What about Trina? he asked belatedly.
Never mind. I just shook my head, letting him feel my exasperation, then headed off to second period.
C HAPTER 7
triail (tree-AYL) : test or audition; ordeal by trial
Dr. Stuart’s strategy worked so well I kept it up for the rest of the week even though it soon became obvious Rigel and Jimmy Franklin weren’t the only boys who “appreciated” my new, marginally sexier look. Guys I barely knew went out of their way to talk to me, which was funny considering all I was doing differently was wearing clothes I’d started to outgrow, plus a little more makeup. What was less funny was Sean, who kept trying to sit way too close at lunch
Leaving the girls’ room for first period, doubts assailed me again. I didn’t have a clue how to act sexy and even if I could, it seemed mean to get Rigel all hot and bothered when we couldn’t do anything about it. But…what choice did I have?
When I walked into class, my first thought on seeing Rigel wasn’t about distracting him but about how hot he looked in a long-sleeved t-shirt that outlined his chest and shoulders. His thick, dark, perfect hair fell across his forehead as he turned his head, then his amazing hazel eyes widened and he smiled his incredible smile.
Wow, looking good today, M, he thought.
Ditto, I thought back, giving him a half-wink that I hoped looked seductive instead of like I had something in my eye. When Trina glanced my way, I headed to my desk. But slowly, so Rigel could watch me from behind.
“Are you okay?” Deb asked as I sat down next to her. “You look flushed.”
“What? Oh, I…spent too long in the girls’ room and had to rush, that’s all.”
I peeked over my shoulder to see Rigel still looking my way. I was reminded of his very first day at Jewel High and how I’d kept sneaking looks at him—and how intensely he’d affected me before he even noticed I existed. A sudden, overwhelming wave of longing hit me—a longing for those wonderful days when we could spend hours together, holding hands, whispering together, touching…
Rigel echoed my longing with a nonverbal surge of agreement. Quickly steeling my resolve, I tried a little test. I wonder if there’s going to be a pop quiz today? I thought, though without specifically directing it to Rigel. I really should have studied instead of playing with my pet unicorn last night.
No response. Not even a flicker of amusement. Focusing, I still felt that longing from him, though it was starting to fade a bit.
Maybe I’ll go for a walk today instead of eating lunch, I thought then.
When he still didn’t respond, I repeated the same thought but “pointed” it more his way.
Huh? You want to do what instead of lunch? he thought back, clearly startled.
Oh, sorry. Nothing. I was thinking some exercise would be better for my figure than eating, that’s all.
Another burst of desire came from Rigel. There’s not a thing in the world wrong with your figure, M, believe me!
Dr. Stuart had definitely known what she was talking about! Thanks, I replied , opening my math book with a secret smile.
When class ended, Jimmy Franklin, my old “crush,” made a point of stopping to talk to me about our assignment. He’d shown some brief interest in me when Rigel and I had our first fake breakup last fall, but mostly ignored me now I was supposedly with Sean. So this was new.
I answered his question, which he’d clearly made up just to talk to me.
“Thanks, M. I guess I’ll see you around. Have a great day.”
“You, too,” My smile slipped a little at the flare of jealousy I caught from Rigel, leaving the room with Trina.
Really? When Trina’s on your arm half the time these days?
Even though my thought had been directed right at him, he didn’t seem to have heard me, so I repeated it.
What about Trina? he asked belatedly.
Never mind. I just shook my head, letting him feel my exasperation, then headed off to second period.
C HAPTER 7
triail (tree-AYL) : test or audition; ordeal by trial
Dr. Stuart’s strategy worked so well I kept it up for the rest of the week even though it soon became obvious Rigel and Jimmy Franklin weren’t the only boys who “appreciated” my new, marginally sexier look. Guys I barely knew went out of their way to talk to me, which was funny considering all I was doing differently was wearing clothes I’d started to outgrow, plus a little more makeup. What was less funny was Sean, who kept trying to sit way too close at lunch
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