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“I’ll take that as a yes,” Buzz said with a smirk before pushing Agatha toward Lucy and sliding under the covers herself. Now there were three sisters leaning against the headboard, focused on Agatha. Somehow, Agatha knew that none of them would be her ally in this interrogation.
“No,” Agatha deflected again.
“Yes. Tell.” Harper pinched her leg, hard.
Pulling her leg to her chest she then admitted, “We danced at a party, and his friends made fun of me.”
“Why would they make fun of you? Wouldn’t his friends make fun of him?” Lucy asked.
She glared at her sister. “I am the artsy weirdo, Lucy. Not him.”
“But they were his friends, so they were making fun of him for being with you. He was their target. Besides, his friends making fun of you isn’t his fault,” Harper said as she frowned at her.
“It doesn’t matter.” Agatha pulled her other leg up so that Harper couldn’t pinch that one either.
“So one dance and poof, he’s an asshole.” Buzz made a hand motion like something exploded.
“Yes.”
“Liar. What else happened?” Harper stated, inching her hand toward Agatha’s feet.
“Nothing,” Agatha said, trying to move her feet farther from her sister’s pinchy fingers.
Harper stopped moving her hands and stared at her little sister for a moment, then stated in excitement, “You had sex with him. At the party?”
“No,” Agatha lied badly.
“No wonder he poofed into an asshole,” Buzz said, ignoring her.
“Was he your first?” Lucy asked with interest.
“Not talking about it,” Agatha stated.
“Okay, so he was her first. It must have been at that party, and he was bad at it. Really bad,” Lucy stated, nodding with enthusiasm.
“He wasn’t bad,” Agatha admitted before slapping her hand to her mouth. Suddenly, she was not very good at keeping her own secrets.
“How did he poof into an asshole then?” Buzz asked.
“He said that he wanted to date me. Nothing was set up, but we were going to be a couple,” Agatha admitted the truth. Even to her, it sounded childish, but she had been a child when it happened.
“Yup, that’s an asshole thing to do. That’s why I didn’t date high schoolers in high school,” Lucy told the group with a giggle.
Harper turned to her. “Yes, you did, all the time.”
“The poof, Agatha?” Buzz turned back to her.
“On Monday, he was talking to his friends, and they were asking about me. They heard we were together, and he told them I was—” She stopped. She didn’t want to hear the words again.
“What?” Lucy pulled her closer to her.
“That I was good enough to fuck, but he would never date me.” Agatha let the tears fall at the words that had destroyed her years before, words that still hung between them. Because no matter what happened between them over the last few months, they had never been on a date. Everything that had happened had been behind closed doors.
