Page 63 of Hate At First Sight


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“I’m helping him learn to surf,” Jack adds.

“Are those your friends?” I ask, looking in the direction of the girls playing volleyball.

“Yeah,” Kevin says. “I don’t know how to play though.”

“Well, I played college volleyball,” I offer. “I can show you a few things if you’d like.”

Kevin looks a little awkward and shy, but he agrees, and we start walking over to the court.

“Wait, you played ball at Yale?” Jack asks.

“What, like it’s a big deal?”

“I always had the biggest crush on the volleyball girls.”

We spend the next hour playing volleyball and I teach Kevin--and Jack--a few basic fundamentals. I can see Jack watching from the sidelines and I can tell he’s impressed.

As we’re wrapping up, Kevin is all smiles. He’s laughing and having a great time.

“Thanks for showing me how to play, Amelia,” he says.

“No problem, Kevin. It was fun,” I reply.

I can see Jack walking over and I can tell he’s happy to see Kevin so happy. It’s clear to me that Jack is attracted to me and I can’t help but feel a little flattered.

“Thanks for helping out, Amelia. You’re really good with kids.”

“I love teaching people new things,” I say, smiling. “It was my pleasure to help Kevin out.”

“You’re more than just a pretty face,” he winks. “I don’t care what everyone says about you.”

“Are people talking smack about me?” I recoil.

“I’m kidding.”

“Oh. Okay. Well I have dinner with the girls today.”

“Sounds good. I’m going to head up to the meditation room for a bit,” he says. “Catch ya later.Amiga.”

We part ways for a while, and when I get back to my room that night, there’s a surprise waiting for me on my bed that makes my jaw drop.

13

AMELIA

It’s a brand new iPhone.

I pick it up and examine it, turning it over in my hands. It's the latest model, with all the bells and whistles. I’m in a bit of shock.

I look around my room, trying to figure out where it came from. And then I see him. Jack is leaning against the doorframe, a smug look on his face.

"What's this?" I ask, holding up the phone.

"It's a peace offering," Jack says. "I wanted to make it up to you for…you know. Not feeling bad about ruining your phone in the pool and trying to cure your technology addiction when I didn’t even know you. That was over the line. I let my temper get the best of me. And like you say. Even if I’m an asshole I need to be…kinder. If that makes sense at all.”

I shake my head, trying to process it all. "I don't know what to say," I tell him.

"You don't have to say anything," Jack says. "I just wanted to do the right thing. I know I was an asshole at the pool, and I'm sorry."

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