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She lets go of us but is still bouncing while she talks—a human version of a pogo stick. “I don’t have much time to talk because I have to go see Mrs. Williams, but we should sit together at lunch.” She looks back and forth between Caleb and me. “I have lots of questions.”
“Like what?” I ask with a chuckle.
“Likehow long did Caleb like you? Is that why he dipped your hair in paint back in sixth grade? What should we use for your ship name? You know, the important stuff.”
I wave her along. “Okay, okay. You can interrogate us later.”
She smiles and tilts her head. “Oh, I will.” She starts to turn but then spins back. “And my big math test is this Monday. You’ll help me study this weekend, right? I really need it to go well.”
“I’ll come over this weekend,” I say.
“Thank you,” she says. “Because if I don’t pass it, I’m pretty much screwed.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you pass.”
She folds her hands into each other, holding them up by her face. “Thank you, thank you, thank you. You’re a majestic lifesaver. I’ll owe you one.”
I wave her away. “No problem. Now, go, before you’re late.”
“Okay, Mom. Bye.” She scurries off.
Caleb laughs as he opens his locker.
“What?”
“Nothing. It’s just good to see you two getting along again. You’ve always been glued together. It was kind of weird seeing you guys apart.”
The urge to shake off the comment with a snarky reply is strong. I hold it in because I agree. “Yeah, I’m glad things are better between Sadie and me. She’s one of the few people that tolerates me.”
He pulls a book out, tucking it under his arm and closes his locker. “Well, now you have me too.”
I try to keep my face from cracking into a smile, but I can’t help it. “You’re right. I do, and I don’t plan on that changing anytime soon.”
He takes my hand again in his. “Ditto.”
His touch still sends goosebumps up my arm. When we part for class, I find myself wishing I could hold onto him longer.
CHAPTERTWENTY-FOUR
We driveat a snail's pace around the corner, keeping our eyes peeled for Mrs. Park’s car. Thankfully, the only car in the driveway is Caleb’s.
“See,” Jordy says. “I told you she wouldn’t be home.”
“You never know. She could’ve changed her schedule,” Caleb says.
“But she didn’t.”
“So,” I say. “Does this mean what I think it means?” My smile stretches from ear to ear.
“It does,” Caleb says with an over dramatic sigh.
“Yes!” I squeal. My hand cups over my mouth at the noise, and my eyes grow big.
“Wow, someone’s excited.” Caleb pulls into my driveway to park. “I don’t know how I went so long without knowing you liked this kind of stuff.”
“This kind of stuffjust happens to be some of the greatest masterpieces in cinema history. Never watching Star Trek should be a crime—ten years to life.”
Caleb laughs, popping the door open as soon as he parks so he can jump out and race to my door before I have a chance to open it. I shuffle out, leaving my backpack behind because I fully intend to ignore my homework until I’ve finished binge watching. Besides, I’ve caught up a lot more than most of my teachers expected me to at this point.
