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it’s not . I don’t care if you’re dating a girl. I’ve got your back no matter who you date.”
She turned back to me, and my heart broke a little at the worry I saw in her eyes.
“You’re my friend,” I said. “Who you date doesn’t change that. You could sell your soul, and I’d help you get it back.”
She took a shaky breath and wiped the back of her hand across her cheek. “Goddess,” she said softly, “I didn’t think I’d be this much of a wreck over this.”
“Were you worried that we’d freak out or something?” Lucas asked.
“Kinda,” Wanda said as her face went red again. “Giselle’s folks went totally apeshit when one of her friends came out. They really don’t like the whole Goth thing to begin with, and if they found out about us, they might kick her out. She’s scared to tell any of her friends because she’s afraid someone will tell her mom and dad.”
“What about your mom?” Lucas asked.
“She’d be cool with it,” Wanda said. “But I needed to know you guys were gonna be able to deal with me and Giselle being together.”
“Why wouldn’t we be?” I asked.
She shrugged and blushed even more. “I don’t know. This is my first time coming out about this to anyone. You guys are like family to me, but … people get weird about this.”
“Well, we’re about as weird as it comes,” Lucas said. “And we’re not kicking you out of the club or anything.”
Wanda smiled at him, her eyes brimming again, and hugged him. I heard him grunt as she squeezed him tight, then she let him go and wrapped her arms around me. “Thank you soooo much for being cool about this,” she said into my shoulder. When she pulled back, her eyes were red but the smile on her face was mirrored in them. “You didn’t even ask to record us or for pictures or anything.”
Lucas slapped his hand against his forehead and made an exasperated sound. “I knew I was forgetting something!” he said. “Dude, a golden opportunity, gone. You’re supposed to have my back on this kind of thing. If we screw up like this again, we’re going to have to turn in our man cards.”
“I figure we’re going to get plenty of opportunities for a live show,” I said as we turned and headed back toward the cars.
Wanda put her fist into my arm, but her heart wasn’t in the punch. “Jerk,” she said.
“Prude,” I shot back.
“See you tomorrow?” Lucas asked as we got to the lot.
“Yeah … I’ll probably be most of the day taking care of this.”
“And I’ve got that exciting bar-be-que thing,” he said. “Sounds like you’re the only one having a good day today, Wanda.”
“You have my pity,” she said as she opened the door to the Falcon .
“Sure we do,” I said as I got into my Mustang. Junkyard hopped into the back seat and plopped down. Gage was already in the passenger seat looking less than thrilled. On the up side, his pissy silence was a lot easier to deal with than his snide comments, so I counted it as a win.
Mom and Dee were already gone when we got back, Mom to work and Dee probably at the Romanoffs’. Wanda’s mom saw almost as much of my little sister as I did. I ate breakfast while Gage showered, then tried to finish my own shower before the hot water ran out. By the time I got out, I was shivering. I put on my Blue Sun t-shirt and a pair of black cargo shorts in the bathroom, then crossed the hall to my room and shoved my feet into my black sneakers. Finally, I opened the secret compartment I’d made in my closet and grabbed the satchel Biladon had given me with all the bearer chits in my name.
“I’m looking forward to seeing what passes for real culture in this city,” Gage said as we pulled out of the driveway. “I’ve heard about the Underground and of course your Bazaar. It’s not as sophisticated as Boston, I’m sure, but it’s bound to have a certain rustic charm all its own.” He was looking ever so sporty, with a red polo shirt bearing the
She turned back to me, and my heart broke a little at the worry I saw in her eyes.
“You’re my friend,” I said. “Who you date doesn’t change that. You could sell your soul, and I’d help you get it back.”
She took a shaky breath and wiped the back of her hand across her cheek. “Goddess,” she said softly, “I didn’t think I’d be this much of a wreck over this.”
“Were you worried that we’d freak out or something?” Lucas asked.
“Kinda,” Wanda said as her face went red again. “Giselle’s folks went totally apeshit when one of her friends came out. They really don’t like the whole Goth thing to begin with, and if they found out about us, they might kick her out. She’s scared to tell any of her friends because she’s afraid someone will tell her mom and dad.”
“What about your mom?” Lucas asked.
“She’d be cool with it,” Wanda said. “But I needed to know you guys were gonna be able to deal with me and Giselle being together.”
“Why wouldn’t we be?” I asked.
She shrugged and blushed even more. “I don’t know. This is my first time coming out about this to anyone. You guys are like family to me, but … people get weird about this.”
“Well, we’re about as weird as it comes,” Lucas said. “And we’re not kicking you out of the club or anything.”
Wanda smiled at him, her eyes brimming again, and hugged him. I heard him grunt as she squeezed him tight, then she let him go and wrapped her arms around me. “Thank you soooo much for being cool about this,” she said into my shoulder. When she pulled back, her eyes were red but the smile on her face was mirrored in them. “You didn’t even ask to record us or for pictures or anything.”
Lucas slapped his hand against his forehead and made an exasperated sound. “I knew I was forgetting something!” he said. “Dude, a golden opportunity, gone. You’re supposed to have my back on this kind of thing. If we screw up like this again, we’re going to have to turn in our man cards.”
“I figure we’re going to get plenty of opportunities for a live show,” I said as we turned and headed back toward the cars.
Wanda put her fist into my arm, but her heart wasn’t in the punch. “Jerk,” she said.
“Prude,” I shot back.
“See you tomorrow?” Lucas asked as we got to the lot.
“Yeah … I’ll probably be most of the day taking care of this.”
“And I’ve got that exciting bar-be-que thing,” he said. “Sounds like you’re the only one having a good day today, Wanda.”
“You have my pity,” she said as she opened the door to the Falcon .
“Sure we do,” I said as I got into my Mustang. Junkyard hopped into the back seat and plopped down. Gage was already in the passenger seat looking less than thrilled. On the up side, his pissy silence was a lot easier to deal with than his snide comments, so I counted it as a win.
Mom and Dee were already gone when we got back, Mom to work and Dee probably at the Romanoffs’. Wanda’s mom saw almost as much of my little sister as I did. I ate breakfast while Gage showered, then tried to finish my own shower before the hot water ran out. By the time I got out, I was shivering. I put on my Blue Sun t-shirt and a pair of black cargo shorts in the bathroom, then crossed the hall to my room and shoved my feet into my black sneakers. Finally, I opened the secret compartment I’d made in my closet and grabbed the satchel Biladon had given me with all the bearer chits in my name.
“I’m looking forward to seeing what passes for real culture in this city,” Gage said as we pulled out of the driveway. “I’ve heard about the Underground and of course your Bazaar. It’s not as sophisticated as Boston, I’m sure, but it’s bound to have a certain rustic charm all its own.” He was looking ever so sporty, with a red polo shirt bearing the
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