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“She did, but she’ll be okay. As long as you stay away from him, she’ll be able to move on—eventually.”
I nod, more to myself than her since I’m here all alone. She’s right, and I need to keep it that way.
“Let me try to call her again to see if she’s calmed down at all. Have fun tonight with Wyatt. Keep me posted on how it goes.”
“I will. And keep me posted on Megan.”
“I will. See ya!”
“Bye.”
We hang up, and I’m a mess of emotions that I try to tamper down as I hop out of bed. I get into the shower, trying to wash off everything that just happened.
CHAPTERTWENTY-EIGHT
Junior Year
There’s a knock on the door, and I try to pump myself up, like I’m a fighter going into a match and not just a girl going on a first date. It’s pathetic that I feel I have to do this, but I’m still not totally hyped for this date after what happened this morning.
“Sadie,” I hear Dad call out.
I give myself one more look in the mirror, only to end up shaking my head with a sigh.
I need to get out of this frame of mind!
I slap my face and instantly regret it. Why people do that, I will never understand. It hurt, and now, my cheek is red.
Walking out of my room, I turn the corner to see Wyatt sitting there awkwardly with my dad.
“Hi,” I say with a little wave.
His eyes light up the way I’ve seen guys’ eyes do in TV shows when they first see the girl. I should be thrilled by this, but instead, I’m totally emotionless inside.
I force a grin when I glance to my dad. “Be back by midnight.” I reach up to give him a kiss.
“Nice try. Be home by eleven.”
Hearing him try to be stern does make me smile and gives me hope that tonight will be fun.
“Okay, Daddy. Bye.” I turn to walk out the door in front of Wyatt.
“It was nice to meet you, Mr. Zeeman,” Wyatt says.
I smile even bigger when I hear him call him Mr. Zeeman. No one ever calls him that because he’s Coach Z, but I guess since Wyatt isn’t from my town, he’s Mr. Zeeman to him. Funny to say, but that uplifts my mood even more.
I need to get away from everything that is Mac High, including the people who go there, especially the boys who are seemingly trying to ruin my life.
Wyatt places his hand on my lower back as he walks me to the passenger side of his truck.
As he opens the door for me, I turn to him and ask, “What’s the plan for tonight?”
He helps me climb up into the lifted truck. His hands on my hips doesn’t solicit any type of reaction from my body, and all I can think about is how I felt when either Beau or Aaron would touch me, but I try to push that thought out of my mind.
“I thought we’d go to the old drive-in movie theater by the miniature golf course. I brought some pillows and blankets so we can make up a place to sit in the back of the truck.”
I glance over my shoulder to see multiple blankets piled up, then turn back to him. “Sounds like fun.” I try to fake a smile when, really, I’m not sure if this is a good idea.
He gives me a sexy grin before closing the door and going to his side of the truck to hop in.
