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The only way to describe the way my insides feel is shrink-wrapped.
Like my brain, apparently, because I can’t focus on a single thing throughout the meeting. All my concentration is centered on him.
This is the worst.
This feels kinda… nice.
Both things can be true.
Landon Atwater is not a safe person to like. There are dozens of girls at this school who could attest to the fact.
Hell,Ican attest to the fact myself.
But, apparently, those facts fly right out the window when he offers you the passenger seat in his car.
Ugh.
I want so badly to override all the stupidity I’m feeling right now, but maybe I need a second—kinder—opinion.
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Grabbing Hannah’s arm dramatically as we walk out of the club meeting, I survey our surroundings to make sure Landon isn’t lurking nearby.
“What are you doing?” she asks, looking over at me since I’m behaving strangely.
“I need advice.”
“All right,” she says easily.
“I think I like a boy.”
“You don’t say,” she murmurs, lightly amused.
“It’s Landon.”
“Why didn’t you warn me to sit down first? I could break something fainting from the shock.”
I slide her an unamused look. “You could at least pretend to be surprised.”
Shrugging daintily, she says, “I don’t like lying. I’m not wasting one on the worst kept secret of all time.”
“I don’t know what to do. My stomach is in knots and my brain has gone haywire. I’m going for a ride with him after school.”
At that, Hannah opens her purse and draws out her wallet. I frown, watching her, then my eyes widen when she passes me a condom.
“Why do you have that?” I ask, utterly baffled.
“For emergencies. Just in case you do anyotherriding. Make sure you use one of these this time.”
“Oh, my god,” I say, my face flushing with humiliation. I snatch it anyway, partially because I have no idea what to expect, partially because I don’t want anyone else to see her offering it to me.
I know Hannah carrieseverythingin her Mary Poppins purse because she likes to be prepared, but I did not expect her to have a condom.
I also can’t have Hannah financially supporting my sex life on her limited income, so as I tuck the condom she gave me into my purse, I tell her, “Don’t buy a replacement. I’ll buy an emergency pack myself and give you one of those.”
“As long as you’re prompt about it. Anae knows I keep one on me, so sometimes I’m the only reason she makes responsible choices. The last thing anyone needs is Anae procreating.”
“God, can you imagine her as a mother?”
