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Finn
Climbing inside a girl’s window always looks like a piece of cake in Hollywood movies. The guy throws rocks at a girl’s window, the girl opens up for him, and then the guy climbs up her house like he’s fucking Spider-Man.
But what happens when rocks aren’t enough to wake her up? I’m afraid if I throw another rock, I’ll either smash Dia’s window or wake up her dads.
I might just have to throw my goddamn shoe at this point.
I’ve been waiting in the Mitchells’ backyard, hiding in a bush like a fucking pervert for thirty minutes now. I’ve tried calling Dia—more times than I care to admit—but it goes straight to voicemail.
There’s no denying it…
Dia’s avoiding me.
She’s been doing it for days.
More precisely, since the “Brie” disaster last week. She barely answers my texts, barely looks at me at lunch, and she blew me off after the basketball game yesterday.
We usually sneak out to the woods after each game for some alone time, but she told me she had plans with Vee. Then she showed up at Theo’s victory party with Aveena. She said that Aveena needed to talk to Xavier, only to bounce two minutes later. I’m not sure what the deal is between Xavier and Aveena. I walked in on them when they were about to kiss on senior prank night, and I assumed it was a onetime thing.
But now?
I’m starting to think they’ve done a lot more than almost kiss.
The confusing part is Xavier recently got back together with Brie, so whatever happened between him and Aveena must not be important to him.
That’s right.
Xavier got back with Brie.
Even after the fight at my house. Even after he found out I fucked her. I don’t know what the hell’s gotten into him, but he’s not acting like himself. The Xavier I know would rather chop off his own dick than date Brie again. I would ask him about it, but I figured I was in no position to question his choices after what I did.
Just like I’m in no position to question Dia for spending so much time with Aveena.
Aveena’s life is a mess lately. Word on the street is that she’s Love and she wrote half the confessions that were spread all over school. People have been giving her a hard time for it, especially the cheer squad. I did my part by telling the basketball team to back off, but I can’t control Brie and her slaves.
I’ve tried to convince myself Dia is just busy being a good friend, but I can’t keep ignoring what’s right in front of me. She’s pulling away from me. And I’m going to figure out why.
I step out of hiding, creeping toward the Mitchells’ brick house. I’ve crawled inside Dia’s bedroom before, but she always expected me and unlocked her window in advance. This time, she has no idea I’m coming.
Shit, I hope her window isn’t locked.
I use the vines climbing up the side of the house to reach Dia’s room. My shoulders unwind when I manage to pry her window open. Quiet as can be, I slip through the small opening and take in Dia’s tiny bedroom.
I barely see anything at first. Until my sight adjusts to the moonlight peeking through the curtains and I make out Dia’s silhouette in the bed. She’s lying on her side, with nothing but a sheet covering her delicate body and her back facing me. Her breathing is peaceful as I tiptoe toward her single bed. There’s a slight pause in her breathing when I plop onto the mattress.
Is she awake?
Nah, she would’ve heard me throwing a million stones at her window if she was.
Or… was she ignoring me?
I notice the sheet doesn’t cover her upper body and remove my shirt. Her tan skin feels smooth and warm as I press my front to her back, squeezing into the bed behind her. No reaction. Maybe she is sleeping. I take it further by sweeping her black curls to the side and nuzzling my nose into her bare shoulder.
Still nothing.
She almost has me fooled until my lips find the nape of her neck and she sucks in a breath.
Cunning little liar.
