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Boho? Is Boho even still in?”
“Hardly. I could talk to myself about those things and be happy.” I watch her flick her bangs to the side. “Nope, I’ve tried sports, Shadow Falls, college… you name it.”
“And what did he say?” I’m dying to know.
“That’s just it! Nothing. He’s all yep, nope and silence.”
“But he’s so sweet, and those eyes…” I look back at the mirror and think of the hydrangea blooms I saw earlier. “You’re probably just overwhelming him.”
“Thanks.”
“I’m just saying. You’ve got a big personality. He might not—”
“Be able to get a word in?”
I bite my lip and try to cover. “That’s not what I was going to say!”
“Yes, it was.”
“I was going to say he might not know what to say.” The truth is Shelly’s right. I was going to say get a word in . But Trent is so perfect, he would never be rude to Shelly.
“Well, if you’ve moved on to Jason, maybe I’ll try for an extra-hot make-out session,” she says, glancing at me and gauging my response. “Anything to save this lame date.”
I smile at her and try to hide my alarm. Now she’s excited again. “Maybe he’ll try something. I wonder if he has a move.”
“What?”
“Maybe he’s hiding a freaky side. He seems awfully tame, but I’ve been surprised before.”
“Let’s get back to the dance.” I cannot think of Shelly getting freaky with Trent.
“OK,” she says, and we both spot Jason at the same time. “But if you toss that one back, he’s mine.” Again she’s watching my response.
“Sure,” I say, with a small laugh. In two weeks, she can have Jason. But I can’t let her know we’re planning it.
Driving home, Jason’s already organizing our next fake-out.
“I’m thinking we should hit the movies tomorrow night,” he says. “What do you want to see?”
“I don’t care,” I say, staring out the window. Try as I might, I can’t help but wonder if Shelly’s out there making moves with my hottie-future-husband.
“Then Roving Zombies Take Manhattan it is,” Jason announces.
“What?”
“Seriously, H.D. You gotta work with me here.”
“Oh sure, I’ll check online tomorrow and pick something.” We’re at my house, and I grab my sweater to go inside. “Thanks, Jason,” I say, reaching for the door handle.
“Hang on…” He catches my arm and pulls me back. I freeze thinking he might try to kiss me. Fake kissing is not in the plan.
“What?”
“Don’t look so worried,” he grins. “I’m not going to kiss you.”
“I didn’t think that…” I lie.
“I was just going to say I had fun tonight.”
“Oh, sure.” I start to relax. “Me too.”
“I mean, I don’t really count tonight as a fake date. I meant it before when I asked you to the luau. For real.” His voice is gentle.
“Right. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow then?” I move to get out of the car before he changes his mind and does try to kiss me.
“Tomorrow,” he says, releasing my arm. “The games begin.”
Five
I text Shelly while I look at movie listings. I don’t really want to know what happened last night between her and Trent, but I’m hoping she might give me a hint. She doesn’t, but she does say Trent asked her to go to the movies tonight. Seems when we were in the bathroom, Jason talked to him about the four of us meeting up. I have to give him credit. It’s a great way to make a fake date count. I just can’t figure out why he didn’t tell me last night.
Mom’s standing in the kitchen when I walk in to wait for Jason. Dad’s at the church preparing for services, and we’re home alone, just me and her. I debate for a second whether to bring up the new gossip around town, but I know what her response will be. Another lecture on small minds and big imaginations. I just don’t get how she can’t see that she’s fueling it.
“How was the luau?” Mom asks, glancing up from her book.
“Fun. Hawaiian. You know, same as last
“Hardly. I could talk to myself about those things and be happy.” I watch her flick her bangs to the side. “Nope, I’ve tried sports, Shadow Falls, college… you name it.”
“And what did he say?” I’m dying to know.
“That’s just it! Nothing. He’s all yep, nope and silence.”
“But he’s so sweet, and those eyes…” I look back at the mirror and think of the hydrangea blooms I saw earlier. “You’re probably just overwhelming him.”
“Thanks.”
“I’m just saying. You’ve got a big personality. He might not—”
“Be able to get a word in?”
I bite my lip and try to cover. “That’s not what I was going to say!”
“Yes, it was.”
“I was going to say he might not know what to say.” The truth is Shelly’s right. I was going to say get a word in . But Trent is so perfect, he would never be rude to Shelly.
“Well, if you’ve moved on to Jason, maybe I’ll try for an extra-hot make-out session,” she says, glancing at me and gauging my response. “Anything to save this lame date.”
I smile at her and try to hide my alarm. Now she’s excited again. “Maybe he’ll try something. I wonder if he has a move.”
“What?”
“Maybe he’s hiding a freaky side. He seems awfully tame, but I’ve been surprised before.”
“Let’s get back to the dance.” I cannot think of Shelly getting freaky with Trent.
“OK,” she says, and we both spot Jason at the same time. “But if you toss that one back, he’s mine.” Again she’s watching my response.
“Sure,” I say, with a small laugh. In two weeks, she can have Jason. But I can’t let her know we’re planning it.
Driving home, Jason’s already organizing our next fake-out.
“I’m thinking we should hit the movies tomorrow night,” he says. “What do you want to see?”
“I don’t care,” I say, staring out the window. Try as I might, I can’t help but wonder if Shelly’s out there making moves with my hottie-future-husband.
“Then Roving Zombies Take Manhattan it is,” Jason announces.
“What?”
“Seriously, H.D. You gotta work with me here.”
“Oh sure, I’ll check online tomorrow and pick something.” We’re at my house, and I grab my sweater to go inside. “Thanks, Jason,” I say, reaching for the door handle.
“Hang on…” He catches my arm and pulls me back. I freeze thinking he might try to kiss me. Fake kissing is not in the plan.
“What?”
“Don’t look so worried,” he grins. “I’m not going to kiss you.”
“I didn’t think that…” I lie.
“I was just going to say I had fun tonight.”
“Oh, sure.” I start to relax. “Me too.”
“I mean, I don’t really count tonight as a fake date. I meant it before when I asked you to the luau. For real.” His voice is gentle.
“Right. Well, I’ll see you tomorrow then?” I move to get out of the car before he changes his mind and does try to kiss me.
“Tomorrow,” he says, releasing my arm. “The games begin.”
Five
I text Shelly while I look at movie listings. I don’t really want to know what happened last night between her and Trent, but I’m hoping she might give me a hint. She doesn’t, but she does say Trent asked her to go to the movies tonight. Seems when we were in the bathroom, Jason talked to him about the four of us meeting up. I have to give him credit. It’s a great way to make a fake date count. I just can’t figure out why he didn’t tell me last night.
Mom’s standing in the kitchen when I walk in to wait for Jason. Dad’s at the church preparing for services, and we’re home alone, just me and her. I debate for a second whether to bring up the new gossip around town, but I know what her response will be. Another lecture on small minds and big imaginations. I just don’t get how she can’t see that she’s fueling it.
“How was the luau?” Mom asks, glancing up from her book.
“Fun. Hawaiian. You know, same as last
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