AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Well, if he doesn’t he’s an idiot. And you’ll still ride with Cindy and me, right?”
“I’ll still ride with you two regardless.” I smile, trying to put nerves at ease. “Where are we going for dinner?”
“I don’t know.” Veronica opens the door. “Cindy wants Chili’s, but I say we hit up Umami’s.”
“I love their burgers.”
“Right?” We both laugh as the bell rings.
I try to keep the nerves down as the rest of the day goes on. I don’t want to think about prom court nominations, but the more time passes, the more people keep coming up to me, wishing me luck on the getting on the court.
Before sociology starts, the knots in my stomach must be the size of baseballs. Or maybe bowling bowls. But I don’t want to seem obsessed about the votes, so I keep a tight lip and force myself to look straight ahead, waiting for the bell to ring as Matt takes his seat behind me.
“Interesting hoodie.”
That’s it. That’s all he whispers. Nothing sweet or sexy. Nothing that would or should elicit from my body the tingles spreading over my skin. Or the tightness in my stomach. But both are happening as his warm breath skims over my ear.
“Thanks,” I whisper back.
“Is that for your show? Because I’m very excited to see what you’ll be doing.”
I can’t help myself. I turn around and flash a pair of sultry eyes at him. “You’re excited, huh?”
Mrs. Henderson clears her throat, so I turn back around to pay attention, but not before I see Matt bite the inside of his cheek, holding back a smile.
Once class is over, I make it out of the room first and don’t wait to see if he wants to talk. Trying to keep a safe distance between us would be for the best. ‘Trying’ being the operative word. It doesn’t help that I know where he usually sits during lunch, which is within staring distance from where I sit. I fight the urge to look over at him during lunch and only win half the battle.
My last class before the pep rally is economics. I’d probably go crazy in it if Cindy weren’t in the class with me. And our teacher, Mr. Jenkins, who is super chill when it comes to teaching, is even more so on days we have big events, like pep rallies.
“Hey.” I poke Cindy in the back. “V said you want to go to Chilis?”
“Yeah.” She spins around to face me. “Why, no good?”
“No, that’s fine. But what if you get a date or something?”
“I don’t know. He can come if he wants. I’m sure you two will bring dates.”
I snort. “Yeah, right.”
“What?”
“V swears she’s going alone because she apparently still accuses all boys of acting like Tim. Even if a guy asks her, I’m not sure she’d go.”
“Okay, well what about you?” She gives me an accusing stare, tapping her fingers against my desk.
“What about me?”
She looks around, lowering her voice. “You know, McFanboy?”
“I love how we’re just using a codename for him now instead of actually saying his name.” I chuckle.
“Well, he’s the one with issues about being known.”
Her words make my shoulders slump in defeat. “Yeah.”
“No, Izzy.” She grabs my hand. “If he doesn’t take you up on your offer, then whatever. Ugh, how did we get stuck talking about boys.”
“Because I wanted to know if you’re planning on going with a date.”
“I don’t know.” She stares down at the desk. “I wouldn’t mind it, but this is our last high school dance. Our senior prom, you know? I kind of just want to have fun with my girls, since we’re all single.”
A content smile finds my lips. “I’d like that.” The bell rings, and I give Cindy a wide-eyed look. “Okay, it’s time.”
“You ready?”
“Totally. I need you to film it on my phone because I’m putting this on my channel.”
“Awesome.” She giggles, making me do the same as we head to the pep rally.
