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I plop down and slap my hands on my knees. “For the second part of our partner project we have to actually get together and try something the other person loves to do.”
“Ouch,” she says with a sigh, then remembers. “Wait. You made up your paper. What did you write that she loves to do?”
I shake my head. “That part I wrote was true. Believe me, I would have made up something way better if I had known this would be the next part. I only made shit up about the more personal stories we were supposed to share. For her hobby part, I wrote about her horse.”
“That should be fun. I’ve always wanted to ride a horse. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised she has one.”
I laugh at that thought. She’s probably the only person I know in Leighton River who has one. I’ve never even considered riding a horse. Why would I? It’s not like my parents were ever into animals of any kind, especially barn animals. They’re more of the Mercedes and Porsche types for their transportation.
Eli walks up and sits in his same place, typing out something on his phone.
I kick his leg. “Who are you always texting? Every time I see you, you’re off in your own world—more than usual, I mean.”
Maya perks up and faces him. “You know, he’s right. I do see you texting on that a lot. And since we’re all here, we know you aren’t texting one of us. So, who are you texting?”
His raised eyebrows are his only response.
“Well?” I ask.
He hits Send, then places the phone in his pocket. “Don’t worry about it.”
Ben walks up and slaps his shoulder. “Yeah, he’s got new pussy. God forbid we know who though.”
He picks up Maya, sits down and places her on his lap.
She slaps his chest. “Don’t be so crude.”
He shrugs. “Just stating facts. It’s Eli. You know that’s all it will be.”
Maya looks at Eli, saddened, knowing Ben is right. He hooks up with girls—we never hear about who they actually are—then moves on just as fast as it started. I’ve gotten used to it, and you would think girls wouldn’t give it up, knowing this is how he is, but he still gets the play. It’s like the girls think it’s a game and they’ll be theones to change him. I can tell you right now that they won’t.
“Well, I must get to Econ. See ya,” I state as I stand and walk away.
When I enter, Natalie is going through her bag, no doubt trying to avoid eye contact with me. I give her the satisfaction, and then once I’m sitting, I lean forward.
“Your house or mine?” I taunt, trying to make a joke about our situation.
To my surprise, she turns to face me. “I don’t even know what you wrote, so I figured it didn’t matter anyway.”
“Sorry, babe. I actually did that part truthfully and wrote about your horse.”
“First, don’t ever call mebabeagain. Second, you’re not riding my horse.”
“Fine, grab another one of your horses, and I’ll ride that one. I’m sure you have plenty.”
She rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “Just write about the first time you rode. She won’t know the difference.” She turns to face forward before I can respond.
I lean forward again and get right up next to her. “Problem is, I’ve never ridden. So, looks like you get to be my riding instructor for the day.”
She faces me again.
“You’re kidding me, right?”
I sit back in my chair and kick my legs out so they are more invading her space than sitting in mine. “Nope. You’ll have to show me if I can write a truthful paper.”
She rubs the side of her eyes as she closes them, obviously not happy about what she’s hearing.
Am I an asshole to admit that seeing her so unhappy is actually making my day?
