LOGINI sighed and parked next to them.
“Are you following us?”
“What? No. It’s half-off Slurpee day,” I said, reading the sign in the window. “I always come here on Wednesdays.”
She glanced over her shoulder at the door then back to me. “Really? Huh. Well, we just thought you were following us. Guess not. Enjoy your Slurpee.” She reached for the handle.
“Wait. You’re not going inside?”
“No.”
“You’re going home?”
“Yes.”
She opened the car door.
“Fine, I never come here on Wednesdays. I was following you,” I blurted out. “I just want to see him again.”
She leaned her hip against the door and gave me a slow once-over. “Yeah, not happening.” And with that she got into the car and they drove away.
Since when did I chase things? This was pointless. I was done. I didn’t need to find him to forget him. It was over. I was moving forward. A big weight lifted off my shoulders with that thought. One Bradley down, one to go.
CHAPTER 9
His outgoing message ended, followed by the loud beep. I took a breath and said, “Hey, tom, it’s me. Call me back when you get a minute.” I wasn’t going to tell him in a voice mail that I wasn’t regretting our breakup.
I pressed End and threw the phone on the passenger seat. When I pulled up to my house, Claire’s car sat out front and she sat in it, waiting for me.
“Hey,” I said as we both stepped out of our cars.
She held up a cup. “A few days late, but here it is.”
I joined her. “What is it?”
“A milk shake.”
I smiled and gave her a hug, holding on for a couple of seconds too long before pulling away. “You’re the best. Let’s go inside.”
“I can’t, I’m going surfing. Wanna come?”
I laughed. “Are you going to ask me that every time you go? It’s as though you like to hear me say no.”
She smiled. “I just feel like you’re missing out on one of the true joys in life.”
“What’s that? Super-freezing water, gross salty hair, and washing away sand for days?”
“Well, when you put it like that, it sounds bad.”
“Exactly.”
She swatted my arm. “It’s fun. Peaceful.”
“You know what’s also fun and peaceful? Drinking a shake.” I took a big sip from mine.
“That’s true. Or eating brownies.”
“Or pedicures.”
“Naps.”
“Music.”
“Guys,” we both said at the same time then laughed.
Well, normally guys are, I thought. Not so much lately.
“We are so the same person,” she said. “Well, except for that surfing thing.”
“Yeah, come on, get past that so we don’t have this wedge between us.”
My smile turned a little forced as I thought about the only wedge between us and who had put it there.
“So how did your make-up tests go yesterday?”
“Make-up tests?” I remembered one moment too late that she was talking about the excuse I’d used to stay behind on campus and talk to Bec. “Yeah, they went well. . . .”
“That doesn’t sound like they really did. Are you worried you’re failing something?”
Our friendship. I couldn’t tell any more lies. I was turning over a new leaf, starting fresh. “I wasn’t taking a make-up test.”
“Okay . . . what were you doing?”
“I had to talk with someone on campus.”
“Who?”
“Her name is Bec. I just didn’t want the whole gang coming. She hangs out by the portables.”
“With the stoners?”
“I’m pretty sure they’re not stoners.”
“Well, they act like—” Her phone chimed and she stopped mid-sentence to check it. “They’re waiting for me. I probably better go.”
“Who’s waiting for you?”
“mea and Laney. Remember, I told you we’re surfing.”
“I thought you were surfing by yourself, peacefully.”
She laughed. “No, they wanted to come this time.”
“mea surfs?”
She shrugged. “She wants to learn.”
It took everything in me not to run inside and put my suit on like I now wanted to. I wasn’t going to change my mind just because the three of them would be there without me. And I also wasn’t going to rush telling her about prom right now. I’d tell her when she had more time. “Have fun.”
As Claire got in her car I yelled out, “Thanks for this,” and held up my shake.
“May it bring you peace,” she said with a smile, then drove away.
In Government the next morning as I sat down, Bec immediately turned around in her seat. “Change of plans. It’s time to pay up.”
“Uh . . . what?”
“You owe my brother a favor and I’m here to collect.”
She wanted me to do something for her brother when I’d just banned him from my brain? “I can’t.”
“You owe him.” She pulled something out of her bag and slapped it onto my desk. It was an envelope, its top edge jagged.
“What is it?” I asked without picking it up.
“It’s not going to bite you.”
I smiled. “Nice. Payback is so fun.”“And immature.”“So immature. Is she going to kill us?”“Absolutely. But in the meantime . . .” His lips found mine again and I relaxed into him.Thanks for reading I hope u liked my story? till next timeI hope u guys leave a comment of what you think of the story.Should I add more or is the ending good?I really had fun with this story because it was me imagining of what it would be like to have some love you like the way hayden did ?I will be writing on my new story I hope you all will read it to thanks again ?
I scanned the crowd again. Things felt different tonight. Normally people were saying hi or talking to me, trying to catch my eye. Tonight eyes drifted past mine without thought or interest. Things had shifted. It didn’t sting as much as I thought it would. I didn’t deserve to be noticed any more than anyone else, especially because I rarely tried to notice people back. I was still working on being better about that.There was a group that was getting a lot of notice. I hadn’t thought Claire, Laney, and Mea would come, not after their reaction to my public apology. Dirty looks during the rally had been followed by complete radio silence since, but they had come. It wasn’t to make up with me, though, because they’d pointedly ignored me all night. And they were surrounded by people.My boyfriend had his own graduation party tonight, and his sister, my only friend at the present time, was only a junior. So that’s how I cam
“Tom is waiting for me. We drove together up here.”“Tom is still here?” I looked around, waiting for him to appear out of nowhere again.“Not here but I left him at a driving range.”“Golf?”“Yes.”“I didn’t know he liked golf.”“Yeah, he doesn’t know much about you either.”“It’s pathetic, I know.”“What’s pathetic is that I am going to be stuck driving with him for the next three hours and we have absolutely nothing in common.”I laughed and gave him a hug. “Thanks for the thought. Thanks for . . . Thanks.”Five minutes after my brother left, my mom walked in the front door. She paused when she saw me then quickly replaced her open mouth of surprise with a smile. “tia, hi. You’re home.”I stood. “Mom, no need to pretend you’re not upset. I was really mean to you this
“She had a rough day. Everyone at school is gossiping about her. I think her friends must’ve found out about prom. You need to talk to her.”Hayden’s playful act was gone as his whole face turned serious. He looked at me. My smile had disappeared too.“I’m sorry,” he said. “I had no idea.”“Don’t tell me that,” Bec said. “Tell her.”“I will.”“What?”“I have to go.”He hung up to her objections then pulled me into a hug. “I’m sorry.”I shrugged. “It’s fine.”“You did not just say that.”I laughed a little. “Okay, it sucks. My best friend won’t talk to me.”“Claire?”“Yes. I tried to apologize. She’s really mad. Not that I blame her. I’d be mad too, but I think she doesn’t want to be my roommate anymore. She and mea are going to room together.”
I nodded, our faces still very close together.“My preference is simple—you.”“That was not a yes-or-no answer. You just broke the ru—”He cut me off by pressing his lips to mine. They were so warm that my whole body seemed to melt against him. He slipped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer, deepening the kiss as he did. My hands found his hair, not needing an excuse to touch him this time, knowing I could do this whenever I wanted.A shiver went through me and he smiled against my lips. “So, not a disappointment?”I didn’t answer, just kissed him more.We sat on the ground, our backs pressed up against the Camaro, our shoulders pressed together, tossing a baseball back and forth between his right hand and my left.“Thank you,” he said after we’d completed several catches each.“For what?”
I pulled my arm back and threw the ball with all my might. It hit the door with a loud clank then bounced off and rolled across the ground. The ding it left in the rusted door was hardly noticeable and only heightened my need to do damage. Real damage. I picked up another ball and hurled it. Then another.Soon it wasn’t just Hayden I was trying to crush but mea and my parents, Drew and myself. I reached down for another ball and felt nothing but dirt. I had thrown them all. My heart rate was high and my cheeks were wet with sweat and maybe a few tears.I started to gather the balls when behind me I heard, “Do you want to throw a few at the actual person those are intended for or is the car satisfying enough?”I whirled around. Hayden held out his arms like he was really giving me permission to pelt him. It was tempting.My shoulders rose and fell several times. After the week I’d had, I