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“Girls are weird.” He shrugged. “Remember, I got three older sisters. Giselle is the weirdest of ‘em all. How many years have her and your Uncle Mason been playin’ games wit’ each other?”
“Forever.”
“See,” he shrugged again. “Girls are weird.”
“Boys are way weirder than girls, Cash.”
“Facts,” Shiloh agreed, noddin’ with me.
“How do ya figure?”
“Cuz look at Jackson. Do you see this scar?” I pointed to my elbow. “I got this when he told me I couldn’t climb the tallest tree right outside this shed. Turned out, I could. I just couldn’t get down. Now these,” I pointed to my knees, “I got them cuz he said I couldn’t skateboard as fast as he could. Turned out, I totally can. I just don’t know how to stop.” I pointed to the scar on my hairline. “Now this one. You remember this one, right?”
“Yeah, we all got grounded for that one,” Cash answered, shakin’ his head. “I spent twenty minutes tryin’ to talk you out of doin’ it, and I still got in trouble.”
I put my hands on my hips. “I landed it, didn’t I?”
“Harley, you weren’t supposed to land it. When you BMX off a ramp into a lake, the bike stays out in front of you.”
“I know. I just forgot that part.”
“It cost ya four stitches and a month of us all bein’ grounded cuz that dickweed dared you.”
“Exactly!”
He squinted his eyes at me, confused.
“You’re provin’ my point.”
“How?”
“I have tons of scars from Jackson darin’ me to do somethin’. They’re all over my body, and every time I look at any of them, I remember how I got it in the first place. Don’t ya see? Do ya get it now? Scars are permanent, Cash. They don’t just go away.”
“You’re reachin’, Harley.”
“Naw uh.”
“Come on, Cash, you gotta admit. It kinda makes sense,” Shiloh chimed in. “He’s been obsessed with Harley since we were babies. How many times has your mom told us the story about Jackson tripping Harley when she took her first step? They even have a picture of him laughing about it.”
“More facts.” I nodded.
“You’re right about one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“Jackson does love you,” Cash agreed. “He just loves to hate you.”
“Maybe he thinks she’s his lobster,” Shiloh added, repeatin’ what her mom always said about lobsters. A lobster was your soulmate, cuz they mate for life. The thought of Jackson thinkin’ I was his lobster.
Well that…
I wasn’t prepared for.
“Oh wow,” I breathed out with wide eyes. “Jackson wants me to think about him forever cuz he wants me to be his lobster. Guys! Jackson is totally in love with me!”
Everythin’ was good for about a second until that sentence came flyin’ out of my mouth. I never wanted to eat my words as much as I did in that moment.
The person I least expected decided to walk right in and humiliate me even more.
