Someone Like You

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Book: Someone Like You by Joanne McClean Read Free Book Online
Authors: Joanne McClean
off.
    Although, he can’t find it too weird, can he? That’d be stupid.
    Unfortunately, it turns out that it is.
    He stares at me as if I’m crazy. “Gross. I’m gonna go grab another popcorn.”
    He disappea rs just as the trailers start as I slink down in my seat, wondering if I can get to the end of the night without screwing things up entirely.
     
    ***
     
    Priestly
     
    Sandie – the Hot Blonde – is totally into me. However, she’s insisting on hitting a club before we go anywhere to be alone.
    Of course, I’m happy to comply since she’s so damn hot. So, we leave the bar and make our way out into the street.
    It is then that I think I see Temperance walking past … with a guy.
    It’s quite dark and I’m not drunk but I’m not exactly sober either which is why I can’t make out who she is with.
    “Temperance?” I yell unsurely as a crowd of drunken students stumble past, shouting loudly.
    I watch as she turns around but the crowd engulfs me, so she doesn’t see me.
    By the time the crowd passes, she’s gone.
    Fuck. I guess I was wrong earlier … who knew Nerd Girl had a social life.
    Wait. Why the fuck do I care?
    Oh yeah, she’s meant to be scared of interacting with members of the opposite sex.
    Shit. I hope this doesn’t screw up my plan.
    “Hey!” Sandie breathes in my ear. “Let’s get going Presley.”
    “Priestly.” I correct automatically, feeling annoyed.
    The girl hasn’t been able to grasp my name all night and I’m beginning to get pissed off.
    However, she smiles at me flirtatiously and I follow her into a club.
    What can I say, I’m a sucker for hot girls.

Chapter Seven
     
    Temperance
     
    Okay, so the date turned out well up until the end of the night. We had a nice time at the cinema and were laughing and joking on the way home until he walked me to my door – that’s when things turned awkward.
    He went in for a kiss and I freaked out.
    Now, that might seem really stupid but I wasn’t ready for that just yet. It’s a big step for me to go on a date, never mind have my first kiss.
    Baby steps. That’s all I can handle.
    Anyway, I ended up going for a handshake and kind of hit him in the gut, which left us both feeling super awkward.
    I just hope that he gives me a second chance because he seems like a really nice guy. He’s sweet, funny and maybe a little too charming but I think I could grow to really like him.
    I flop onto the couch just as my phone buzzes.
    It’s a message from Nixon:
    ‘Thanx 4 gr8 nite. CU 2moro?’
    There! I was getting worried about nothing. I smile to myself as I type a reply:
    ‘Sure. CU then.’
    S o, ridiculously happy that my date wasn’t a total disaster, I run into my bedroom and jump up and down on the bed.
    Yes, it’s silly and girly but hello, Nerd Girl here. I’m the definition of uncool.
    After a few more jumps, I tire myself out so I change into my pyjamas and hop into bed. I fall asleep within seconds.
     
    I wake up quite early for a Saturday morning – eight-thirty – and force myself to get up.
    I head to the bathroom but am shocked to bump into a very scantily clad blonde. She looks mortified to see me and quickly sneaks back into Priestly’s room.
    And so it starts … the first of many overnight visitors no doubt.
    I shake my head in disgust and then jump into the shower, wondering what Nixon will have planned for today.
    After a quick change, I make my way to the kitchen and grab a box of cereal before flopping down onto the couch to watch some Saturday morning cartoons.
    Hey, Nerd Girl, remember.
     
    However, it’s not long before Priestly makes his way into the kitchen.
    He glances over at me and spots me eating the cereal straight out of the box.
    Throwing me a curious look, he makes his way over to the couch and flops down beside me.
    “Cartoons?”
    I nod. “You don’t like it, tough.”
    He laughs as he sinks his hand into the box and grabs a handful of cereal.
    “Has Road Runner been on yet?” he

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