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I was about to jump out, but before I could, he reached down and grabbed it. I looked up, flustered with him being so close, and noticed that there were a lot of kids outside, and almost every one that I could see was staring at us.
My cheeks flushed, at first embarrassed. But then, I remembered the rumors that were going around, about the girl that got into the closet with Evan at that party and tilted my chin up.
He pulled away really quickly, but a lot of emotions had gone through me in those short seconds. When I stepped out of the car after him, instead of shrinking back under the stairs, I was proud.
That night, I was on the phone with Hayley, giggling about the new rumors flying around about Evan and me because he picked me up. Twenty minutes later, I sighed. I should have been on cloud nine for most of the day, but it was impossible not to get worried because I had a huge problem.
“What is it?” Hayley asked, hearing the sigh.
“I just realized something,” I mumbled.
She hummed. “What?”
“Remember lunch when you were taking painkillers? It was for your cramps, right?”
We both took the same meds, so it was hard to miss, and it had brought something to mind. I’d counted over and over until I got home, and I came to a conclusion that I wanted to deny.
“What is it?” She asked, tension in her voice as she realized something was wrong.
“Ever since that night, in the closet… Hayley, I haven’t had my period yet. I’d completely forgotten about it until you reminded me.”
She was silent for a moment, getting my meaning immediately. But she was less worried than I was.
“Don’t worry too much about it for now. There’s only one way to know for sure, so let’s go to a pharmacy tomorrow, okay? Right after school.”
I tried to go to sleep, but I was an emotional mess, and I was confused between wanting to be happy that Evan had noticed me at last, and giving into the worry.
Chapter Nine
Evan
“I still can’t believe you’re hanging out with that girl,” Abe muttered. “I thought people were kidding, but I saw you.”
I rolled my eyes and looked away. We were on the football field even if it was out of season. A habit that never died even during spring and I pretended to be engrossed with the runners doing laps around the track.
“Why do you say that like it’s a crime?”
He smirked. “It’s just unlike you, and it is all over the school. Girls keep coming up to me and asking me about it like it’s any of my business in the first place.”
Abe smacked my shoulder, and I frowned. He was a quarterback on the team, and he was a big guy. He was also one of the guys I regularly hung out with.
Mason, the team’s linebacker, grinned as he smacked me on my other shoulder.
“Tell the truth; she’s the same girl you’ve been blowing us off for, right? Tell us her name.”
“Would you guys shut up,” I grumbled.
I knew people were talking about it, and I guess it was big news. It had been a few days, and I was still picking Anita up and dropping her off at home when she got out late from detention. Considering where she lived, I didn’t think it would be safe for her to be out at night, and if she had to walk back every day from detention, then she definitely would have to walk in the dark.
Maybe it was stereotyping, but I found myself worrying about her. I didn’t like my friends teasing me about her, either.
Should I back off a bit?
I was spending too much time with her, it was why people were talking. We didn’t speak much while we were in school. We were in the same year and had some classes together, but we had separate lives and friends in school. I’d seen her a few times around school, including in the cafeteria, and I’d wanted to approach her, but she was always with someone. It was the same girl every time, and I didn’t want to intrude.
Was it true, then? Were we sending too much time together? I wanted to see her more, if anything.
I didn’t care what anyone thought about her, so I didn’t care what people said, and Anita didn’t seem to mind it, either. We talked a bit about books on our drive to and from school, I’d handed over some of mine, and she’d told me what she liked about them and what she didn’t. Even our opinions were aligned. She also liked the music I loved to listen to, and I enjoyed some of the stuff she’d played for me during the rides.
