I can hear the sound of the door opening. “So…ten?”he says, laughing. “Okay, I’m in. I’m coming up.”
“Okay.”
I hang up and grab the pile of clothes off my bed, throwing them back in the closet. I’m still only wearing underwear, since I haven’t decided what to throw on yet.
I hear Eli walk into the room, and then it’s quiet. I’m still rummaging through clothes when I feel his hands sneak up on me, lifting me up and turning me around. I squeal, and then it turns into laughing when he kisses me.
“I think we could just skip first period,” he says, trailing his eyes over me.
I slap his arm lightly. “As much as I don’t want to go at all today. I really do need to get my schedule figured out this morning in first period.”
He groans into my neck and then kisses the same spot. “Fine.”
I shoo him out of the closet so I can finish getting ready, uninterrupted.
When I walk back out wearing almost exactly what Simone recommended—because she’s always right—I see Eli’s face drop a little.
“Really?” he asks.
I look up. “What?”
He points with his hand at my pants. “I thought we weren’t going to wear skin-tight pants out anymore.”
I instantly want to roll my eyes, but don’t wanna start a fight. “They’re just leggings, Eli.”
“Leggings that you can see your entire ass in. That’s what you want to show all the guys on the first day back?”
“Nobody is looking at that.”
“Every guy looks at that.”
I cross my arms. “So when you see a girl in leggings, you’re looking at her ass?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“You basically did.”
“I’m not arguing about this. It’s just respectful when you’re in a relationship not to purposefully show off your body.”
“I’m notpurposefullydoing anything, but whatever, babe.”
I go back into my closet, grabbing some high-waisted sweatpants and keeping my cropped tee on. When I come back out, he nods and holds the door open for me.
The ride to school is quiet.
“You okay?” he asks after a while.
“Yeah,” I say, looking outside the window. “Not really excited to go back.”
“There’s nothing to worry about. You’re gonna be fine.”
He reaches over and takes my hand. His thumb brushes over my knuckles like he always does when he wants me to feel better. “Are you staying with me for football practice after school?”
I nod. “Yeah.”
As we walk into school, holding hands, I feel the normal amount of eyes on us, but I just don’t have the energy to care as much this morning. He walks me to my first class and then kisses me before heading to his. When I walk into the room, I quickly scan to see who was in my class. I’m pleasantly surprised when I see Katie sitting at a corner desk already, scrolling on her phone. I quickly walk over to her, excited to have her in one of my classes.
“Hey!” I say, standing next to her desk.
