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There’s a long moment before she replies, and the dot dot dot to indicate she’s typing appears and disappears multiple times.
Beautiful: Oh. Okay. Sure. Some other time. Later, Ace.
Me: I’ll text you. Have a good day.
I don’t wait for her to respond. Instead, I flip to my texts with Caity.
Me: Hey, I know you said you weren’t going to the game, but I was wondering if you’d want to come with me.
Caity: Well, anything sounds better than hanging with Aiden and his girlfriend.
Caity: Shit. Sorry. I could’ve said “yes, that sounds like fun.”
Me: LOL I get it.
Caity: Cool. Meet you there?
I tap my thumb against the side of the phone for a moment. Caity is fun and we have a good time together. She’s a perfect distraction.
Me: Actually, I’ll pick you up.
Caity: Fancy. Okay. I’ll see you later.
Me: Sounds good.
I toss my phone on the bed, ignoring the vibration of more notifications coming through.
This isn’t how I wanted it to go, but a month was long enough without my best friend. I can’t keep pushing her. If we’re meant to be, it’ll still happen, right?
I sigh as my eyes slip closed.
I don’t know, but I hope so.
Chapter six
You Can’t Tell Your Heart Not to Love Someone
Rae
I’minlovewithmy best friend, and I think he’s in love with me.
And I finally think I’m ready to be. I know I want him physically. Emotionally, we’ve always been connected. In the two weeks since homecoming, I’ve been thinking through it all, meditating, and trying to make sure I’m ready for this step.
That sounds so hippy.
Whatever.
I’m nervous, but I’ve made a decision. I want to be with Aaron. I’m being a little bit of a chickenshit about it, but this is a big deal. I’ve been testing the waters with some flirting. Sometimes he returns it, but other times he backs away, like he had been. Although it’s a touch frustrating, I get it. He’s trying to be thoughtful and respectful.
Swoon.
Now, if only I was as excited about tonight as I am about crossing the line with Aaron.
I fluff up my hair and fix my lip gloss as I stare in the mirror in Joel’s downstairs bathroom. Look good feel good, right?Not so much.
Because where am I going?
To a freaking party.
