Ten Things We Did (And Probably Shouldn't Have)

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Book: Ten Things We Did (And Probably Shouldn't Have) by Sarah Mlynowski Read Free Book Online
Authors: Sarah Mlynowski
Hudson was hot, while Dean was more of a cutie. Hudson had dirty-blond hair, crazy cheekbones, and blue eyes that were right now popping from across the room. He looked nothing like his brother. And as far as I could tell, Hudson kept his hands to himself. He kept most things to himself. He dated Sloane Grayson for most of last year but they broke up during the summer before she left for college. He was a possible drug dealer. Probably a rumor but supposedly he’d bought a brand-new Jeep with no help from his parents. Also, he was always “working” yet no one would say what he was doing.
    “I can’t believe you guys get to live together,” Joanna said. “Lucky bitches.”
    “My parents would have made me move,” Corinne said.
    “Our parents keep hoping we’ll move,” Dean said. “Vi, why couldn’t April just move into your mom’s room instead of the basement?”
    “My mom is going to come back for a weekend or so,” Vi said. “This is still her house.”
    She was?
    “It’s kind of like April has her own apartment,” Marissa said.
    “But, April, won’t you, like, miss your parents?” Corinne asked, looking not at me but beside me in Noah’s direction. She definitely wasn’t concerned with my feelings. She wanted me on the next plane to France or Ohio. Or anywhere not here. She licked her lips after she spoke. She always licked her lips. Maybe she thought it made her look sexy. Or maybe her lips were just dry and scaly and in desperate need of moisturization.
    In a way I felt bad for her. It must be hell to be so obviously and publicly in love with someone else’s boyfriend for all of high school. Not bad enough for me to hand him over. Sorry, Cor. Keep licking those lips.
    “She’s going to have too much fun to miss anyone,” Marissa said.
    RJ stretched his right arm, making it pop. “What happens if April’s dad Googles Vi’s mom and sees that she’s in Chicago?”
    Silence.
    “Then I’m screwed,” I said. I took a sip of wine.
    “Let’s get back to the game,” Marissa said, bumping her knee against mine. “I’ve never worn a tie.”
    All the guys drank.
    RJ looked at Corinne. “Never have I ever worn a bikini,” he said.
    Vi snorted. “Never have I ever?”
    “That’s how we do it,” RJ said.
    “It sounds ridiculous,” Vi said. “But since I have worn a bikini, I will drink.”
    RJ watched Corinne as she sipped. He was probably trying to get her drunk so he’d have a chance with her. He’d been obsessed with her since the beginning of the year. He invited her everywhere. But if Corinne liked him back, she would have hooked up with him already. Clearly she was still interested in Noah.
    “I’ve never been to Europe,” Hudson said.
    I drank. Noah drank. Corinne drank. Awesome. Maybe the three of us should take a trip together. Or not.
    “I’ve never been to Disney World,” Joanna said.
    I drank again. I hated Disney. More specifically, I hated Epcot. The burn down my throat helped wipe out the memory.
    Marissa bumped my knee again. She knew all about my Epcot story.
    “I’ve never been to Danbury,” Corinne said.
    I laughed into my glass. Seriously?
    Joanna looked incredulous. “How is that possible? It’s forty minutes away.”
    Corinne shrugged. “No reason to go.”
    “What about the Danbury Fair Mall? That should be reason enough,” Marissa said.
    Corinne shook her head and licked her lips.
    Hudson’s cell rang. He picked up the phone, looked at the call display, and muttered, “Excuse me.” He took the call in the bathroom.
    “Who’s he talking to?” Joanna asked Dean. “Why so secretive?”
    “You’d have to ask him,” Dean said with a smile.
    I wondered if he was still seeing Sloane or if it was something sketchy.
    “Is he making a delivery?” RJ asked in a fake whisper.
    “Yeah. To your mom,” Dean responded. He refilled all the empty glasses and then squeezed himself between Marissa and the end of the couch.
    “Um, hi there,” she said,

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