Forcing Gravity by Monica Alexander Read Free Book Online

fan of parties with Ethan’s friends. They weren’t really my kind of people, and he knew it, but I’d gone with him to a few parties each summer as we’d gotten older. Usually I just hung out with his friend Lauren who was a surfer and a lesbian, which was good fun since she always d ated the most melodramatic girls . She’ d tell me all ab out her latest girlfriend dramas , and I’d realize how lucky I was to not have a significant other. Male or female, I was pretty sure the drama of relationships was the same , but Lauren always seemed to date crazy-ass girls who would stalk her or slash her tires or get in fights with other girls, so it was quite entertaining to hear her stories .
    I’d only had two boyfriends in my life, if you can even call them that. Each relationship had lasted around three months, and neither guy made my toes curl. I wasn’t sure if they would even be memorable in the grand scheme of my life. I was still waiting to meet someone that could set my heart on fire, but my hopes of finding that person at one of Ethan’s high school parties were slim. Hopefully Lauren would be there.
    “E - than,” I whined.
    “Lo - gan ,” he fake- whined in return, and I knew he was grinning. Dammit, he seemed to have shifted out of his cranky mood and was back to cheerful, playful Ethan. It made it hard to be sullen like I really wanted to be.
    “Fine,” I said, acquiescing to his demands and knowing all too well that if he had to he’d drag me out of the house against my will .
    I needed to get out anyway. I’d stayed in the past few nights watching movies with Skylar, so I needed to be social with someone other than my twelve year-old sister .
    “Good. Be ready in an hour,” he commanded. “ I’ll buy you sushi first, and then we’ll head to the party. ”
    “ That’s a dirty trick, E,” I s aid, impressed with how well he could manipulate me. Sushi was a sure fire way to get me in a good mood. H e knew it was my favorite.
    I hung up to the sound of him laughing.
    “I wish I could go to one of Ethan’s parties,” Skylar said wistfully, her attention back on my toes, which she was painting an electric shade of lime green.
    “No you don’t,” I told her, shaking my head. “Ethan will be surrounded b y girls giggling and ogling him, and I will be bored out of my mind within fifteen minutes , because every guy there will be a self-indulged, pretty-boy, douchebag .”
    Skylar raised her eyebrow at me in a very-adult way. “I don’t think every guy there will be like that.”
    I raised my eyebrow right back at her. “How would you know? When was the last time you went to a party in which all the attendees graduated from the same private school in one of the wealthiest neighborhoods in L.A.?”
    Skylar rolled her eyes. “ Duh, never. That’s why you should bring me. You should try to at least have fun. I’m sure there will be some normal guys there, right?”
    I shrugged. “Probably , and no, I’m not bringing you. ”
    “ I think you should put on a cute dress and some pretty heels and show off those long legs you always cover up with jeans. Guys like long legs. Besides, when was the last time you had a real boyfriend – not a fake one like Garrett?”
    Dammit. I hated when my little sister was smarter than me.
    I mumbled something incoherent in response to her .
    “What was that?” she prompted, as she switched from the polish to the top coat.
    “I said it’s been a few months.
    “Try six,” she blurted, shaking her head. “I swear Logan, if my love life is as depressing as yours when I’m eighteen, I’ll throw myself off a bridge.”
    “Gee, thanks.”
    She shook her head. “Hey, I just call them like I see them.”
    “Bite me,” I responded, knowing I was stooping way below even her maturity level. “ Ow w !”
    The little bitch actually bit my ankle, and then she had the nerve to grin up at me like a smart-ass.
    “Love you,” she said sweetly, so I kicked her with