away from the crowd to catch my breath as a new song starts.
“I knew that would get you going,” Eric says, holding out a red plastic cup to me.
I take it and look inside. “Beer?”
He nods.
“Hey, great game. Three field goals. You’re kicking butt.”
“Thanks.” His smile widens. I’m sure I’m not the only one to compliment his game. “Where’s the rest of the gang?”
“Date night for the couples.” I feign gagging with a finger to my mouth.
“That’s okay. You look like you’re having fun without them.”
“I am. School’s been insanely difficult. I miss Ben like crazy. So it’s nice to just let go and dance.”
“You haven’t heard from him yet?” I shake my head. “Has Alex?” A little shake again. “He’ll get in touch as soon as he can. Finish your drink so we can dance.”
I drain my cup and set it down on a nearby table.
Eric holds out his hand and I take it. With his other hand he pulls his iPod out of his pocket and runs his thumb through a bunch of songs. “Got it.” He taps on the screen. The Anthem begins as he pushes his device back in his pants. He lifts his hands and starts clapping to the beat. “Let’s see what you got, Meggie.”
Chapter 6
While the school days seem to go by so slow, it still doesn’t feel like I have enough hours in the day to get more work done. I’m killing myself with the math homework to ensure I get extra credit on the tests. I need as much help as I can get. I’m sure I failed the last one. I haven’t gotten anything higher than a C on any of the ones before.
I drag myself to physics. Alone and feeling sorry for myself. I basically have back to back math classes. And it’s getting on my nerves.
The door opens almost knocking me out. I put my hands up just in time to catch it and I slide past other students on their way out.
And that’s when I see him.
“Hey, Meg.” Brody sucks me into a tight embrace pushing our faces together. I throw my arms around him and kiss his cheek. My day just got better.
“Omigod. Where have you been? I haven’t seen you. I missed you all summer.” And I really did. My geeky lab partner from chem last year totally grew on me. And I kept wondering how his love life was working out. I expected him to text me all break with questions about what to do in the girl department, but he didn’t. I can count on one hand how many times we connected.
“I missed you too. That’s why I switched classes. Shit’s been crazy busy so I figured this would be the ultimate Megster-Brodster time.”
“How did you manage that?”
“Mr. Dunhill loves me. He even let me sit next to you, lab partner.” His smile reaches all the way to his eyes.
“Get a room,” Amy sneers as she pushes past us.
I look at Brody and realize we’re still locked in each other’s arms. He shrugs.
“A room? Why? When I could do it Amy style and drop my pants in a dirty restroom.”
“Amy. Megan. That’s enough,” Mr. Dunhill says as he enters the room from the other door that leads to his supply room. “Keep it up and I’ll send you to see Mrs. Flores.”
“No, thank you,” Amy protests.
I step away from Brody. “Sorry, Mr. D. But I don’t mind. We go way back. We’re her regulars.”
“I don’t doubt that,” he says. “Just sit down and be quiet.”
Brody and I retreat to our desk in the back of the room and spend the rest of the class catching up by writing notes back and forth in my notebook.
Now, if only he could be in my calculus class too, everything would be perfect.
After checking the mailbox when I get home from school, I stop in the kitchen and drop a stack of ads and envelopes on the kitchen counter.
“Anything?” Mom asks.
“Nope.”
Dad puts a hand on my shoulder. “Just keep writing him. He’s reading your letters and I’m sure he appreciates them. He’ll write when he’s able to and when he’s ready.”
“I know. But it sucks. I thought it was hell when
Jill Myles, Jessica Clare