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“When you have something good in your life, you like to talk about it. What better than to talk about it with the other people who have the same good.” I brushed past him to grab another box and sneezed.
He should be lucky I didn’t sneeze on him for giving us a hard time. It was his dusty warehouse that caused this anyway.
“Hey, Trinity wanted to know if she could get a job too? She needs something to do when she’s not studying to keep her mind off the upcoming court date,” I said over my shoulder as I climbed the ladder this time.
“Talk to Dad. He wasn’t her biggest fan, but I think he likes you guys enough to help her out. He also understands brats better than anyone else. Just not here. This is my place.” Angel started to turn, then stopped.
“Has anything else happened with the court stuff?”
“No, just a waiting game at this point. We’re hoping to have this all wrapped up by the time she graduates though.”
He nodded. “Cool. I was just checking, and I wanted to see how you guys were doing first day on the job. Not bad,” he yelled, but he had already disappeared between the shelves.
"I love him. I also kinda hate him,” Jonah said under his breath.
Laughing, I shoved him when we were both heading toward the pallets. Yeah, I could see that. But Angel was becoming the cousin I never had. He was already an extension of Beck and Jonah.
I was just happy we were all in a good spot right now. For the first time in forever, life was normal. And I was determined we would enjoy it.
It would be our luck that it wouldn’t last, but that was a thought for another day.
Jonah
The weather was beautiful today. Warm, pleasant.
Our entire gang was out with jeans and short sleeves. No jackets required.
“Man, that was a fun thirty-minute road trip. Who thinks we should try this for something bigger? Maybe Vegas?” Beck said as he hopped out of the back of Rhys’ Rover.
He didn’t even want to go to college, but since we all missed out on the trip to Michigan, Beck didn’t want to miss this one.
“I’m down for Vegas,” Thatcher said as he climbed out the other side.
As the baby of the group, they’d happily stuffed me in the middle. “Yes, but after I’m twenty-one and we can actually drink, and when we have a fifteen-passenger van so I’m not squished in the middle.”
“How about California first? As long as it’s not seized, we have a beach house in Malibu.” Rhys clicked the lock button on his fob after all the doors were shut.
“Say no more, my man.” Beck slapped him on the back as we walked toward the meeting spot. “California it is. I might be able to do a few more collab TikTok’s and the scenery would be amazing.”
“So, why couldn’t you give us the tour?” I glanced at Thatcher who had fallen into step beside me.
Rhys had tucked Astrid under his arm, or I was sure Beck and Thatcher would have tried. Everyone was good sports about when they lost the chance to snag her first but we all always tried.
“I might have been able to give Astrid a tour. You’re thinking Journalism. Rhys, what are you thinking?”
“Chemistry. Maybe. Or history.” He shrugged after he glanced over his shoulder.
“Right. You need a guide that will be able to answer your questions about that major. And even though I’m a TA, I don’t work with the admissions office. So,” he bumped shoulders against mine. “We might have one guide for the common areas, then you’ll all be parsed off to someone in your particular field. The counselors will give you more detail when you meet with them. You’ve all been accepted here, right?”
“Right,” Rhys, Astrid, and I chorused.
“Sweet. Beck and I can either go with you on your individual tours, or we can pop into one of the greasy spoons off campus and wait for you.”
“Nu-uh. This is an experience I never got, and I’m not missing out. I’m living vicariously through my little bro and my pretty girl.” Beck hopped up on the picnic table, which was our meeting spot.
“Here she comes,” I said as I nodded toward a girl walking our way. I was the main one who had organized this as a group tour, and she was a journalism major. She’d been nice over email and talked DU up like a champ. She had no idea that this was my only real option unless I wanted to go to community college for a couple years.
She smiled when she looked up from her phone that she shoved in her back pocket. Her gaze roamed over our group, and when her eyes landed on Thatcher, her smile tripled in size.
