#Chapter41Late Night ChatsPattyAfter sharing a Slurpee with Nate, I went about with my business. That meant school and my part-time job since I was trying to save for school. A scholarship and grants help, but I needed to make up the difference.Each evening, someone tapped on my windowsill, only
“Look at me, Liz. Are guys beating down my door? No.” “Well, they would if you weren’t so picky.” She giggled.“Be serious.”“Okay, so you and Nate hung out every evening this past week. Was there any spark?”“I doubt it. The dude is way older than me, and I doubt he sees me more than as a sister.
#Chapter42Life Is Full of LemonsNateI fumed at what happened to Patty and knew who had done it. I’m sure of it, but I had to wait. Age had been a significant consideration. But the minute I got a chance, I would show Brian not to mess with Patty.*****PattyI plodded to the bathroom, stripped of
“I’ll only say this once. Leave Patty George alone. If I find out you’re bothering her anymore, the next time will be worse.”Brian propped himself up and looked at me while holding his nose.“While you’re calling us trash, you’re the real trash. You’re hanging onto a rich girlfriend, strutting arou
#Chapter43Conspiracy TheoriesPattyI don’t know what happened between Nate and Brian, but Brian kept his distance from me. I was thankful for that. I stood in the school’s hallway, looking at the homecoming flyer’s plaster on the wall. I wouldn’t be attending because I never attended any school d
“Whatever. Make sure Jonas asks Patty.” I pivoted and walked back to school. Cayson watched as I walked away with my curls bouncing upon my shoulders. He got into his car and drove home. It could go either way. Either Nate makes a move, or this puts a wedge between the brothers. But if it involved
#Chapter44To Homecoming or Not to Homecoming, That Is the QuestionPattyHomecoming is one of the significant dances at school, happening a month after school starts. Ours is around the end of September, and I always end up not going because a guy doesn’t ask me.Most girls would go with each other
I walked into the kitchen, and Ma checked me out, making sure everything looked good.“Well?” She asked me.“Oh, he has it bad, but he’s too stubborn to admit it,” I whispered. She pinned my boutonniere to my lapel. “Don’t worry. Nate has a reason for waiting.” She winked at me.I grabbed the plast