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While they continued chatting amongst themselves, my thoughts traveled to what could possibly happen tonight and that only sent my nerves into overdrive.
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This was a bad idea. A really bad idea. I had a half an hour before Zach was picking me up and I still wasn’t ready. My nerves were shot, my skin was clammy, and I had nothing to wear. Absolutely nothing.
A soft knock sounded on the door.
“Need help still?” Meadow asked, peeking her head into the room.
“Yes.” I rushed to her, pulling her into my bedroom.
Gigi laughed, joining us and went right to my closet. “Still can’t find something to wear?”
“No.” I sighed. “I have nothing, and I don’t have time to go shopping. Why did I agree to this?”
“Because he asked you and you said yes,” Meadow said. “Because you want to jump his bones and ride him like a pogo stick. Because—”
I clapped a hand over her mouth. “We get the idea.”
“Maybe this is a step in the right direction finally,” Gigi said, searching through my closet.
“We’re friends. Besides, he doesn’t think of me that way.” Not that I ever asked him though.
“Right,” both of them said slowly.
“What?” I frowned. “What?” I repeated.
“You really don’t see it, do you?” Gigi stared at me.
“See what?” I looked between the both of them. “What am I not seeing?”
“He likes you, Luna,” Gigi told me. “And you’re the only one of us that he actually talks to. Sure, we’ve all known him our whole lives, but I’ve never carried a full conversation with him.”
I stared at her. “Yes, you have.”
Gigi shook her head. “Have you?” she asked Meadow.
“Not really.” Meadow joined her sister at the closet. “He does ask me how my baking is going, and he’s always been nice. We don’t know him how you know him though.”
“I didn’t know that.” I thought back to all of the conversations we’ve had over the years. How he would always ask me how my day was or how he would tell me the last book he read or movie he watched.
“And I know there are rumors going around that he’s slept with half the city, but I don’t think that’s true.” Meadow pulled a dress out from the closet, frowned and put it back. “I know he was wild in high school. That’s what the twins say anyway. But I don’t think he’s like that anymore, no matter what the rumors are.”
“I…” Could the rumors be lies? It wasn’t like I had ever asked him about his sexual exploits. It wasn’t any of my business anyway and I didn’t even want to know. “Really? How come?”
Meadow shrugged. “I just don’t.” She pulled out a green dress. “What about this?” She grimaced. “Never mind.”
The dress had been shoved into the back of my closet for a reason. It was old and an ugly shade of green.
“You don’t see what we see,” Meadow continued. “The way he looks at you, thinking we’re not watching. Or that he’s being discreet. Or the way you look at him. God, you two are in love and you don’t even know it yet.”
“Uh…” I wasn’t sure what to say to that.
“What about this?” Gigi pulled out a red dress this time.
“I can’t wear that one.” I grabbed it from her and hung it back up.
“Why not?” Meadow pulled it back out of the closet. “It’s perfect.”
