Tessa in Love by Kate Le Vann Read Free Book Online Page A

I’d love to see you again and have it not be about saving trees. Not that saving trees isn’t very important. Oh yeah. Gotta save those trees. Which reminds me, I was supposed to tell you we’re all going back to Chunk’s on Friday to put our pitch together. Really hope you can make it. Really hope you and I can get some time to talk afterwards.
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    ‘What do you think?’ I said to Matty, chewing my bottom lip.
    ‘Yeah . . .’ she said, but she didn’t sound sure. ‘It’s cute.’
    ‘What’s wrong with it?’ I said.
    ‘Nothing,’ she said.
    ‘Except . . . ?’
    ‘He’s a bit . . . well, nothing,’ Matty said.
    ‘You can’t do that,’ I said. ‘What?’
    ‘He’s just a bit. . .’ she trailed off.
    ‘Oh come on, Matty, you’re driving me mad.’
    ‘He’s a bit serious? “Gotta save those trees”?’
    ‘He’s joking,’ I said. ‘He said he didn’t want me to think he was just taking me into the woods to try to snog me, so he’s pretending he has to remember to pretend the Wood is important.’
    ‘Wow, you get all that just from the e-mail, do you?’ Matty said, dubiously.
    I threw my hands up in disbelief. Of course I got it just from the e-mail: I knew him now – I really got him.
    Then I thought, oh God, I hardly know him – what if she’s right? Then I thought, well what if she is right: he wants to save the Wood – what’s wrong with that? But it would mean that Matty was right about him being a bit serious.
    But was there anything wrong with someone who was a bit serious, when I was always moaning on about boys being too shallow? God, someone take me out of my head for five minutes!
    ‘And it’s not that romantic, is it?’ Matty said. ‘I mean, it’s nice enough, but . . . ’
    ‘But he is,’ I said. ‘When he was kissing me, he said the loveliest things.’
    ‘They all do that when you’re kissing them,’ Matty said. ‘To keep you kissing them.’
    ‘God, what’s wrong with you?’ I said, actually beginning to lose my temper. ‘I have been single my entire life and when I finally show some interest in someone, you’re acting like I should forget about it!’
    ‘That’s why ! Matty said. ‘You know I’ve wasted too much time on losers, and I want to make sure this guy’s the real deal before my best friend goes and falls for him. You’ve watched me get my heart broken enough, haven’t you? I’m just looking out for you.’
    Well, Matty hadn’t really had her heart broken all that much. She’d cried a bit after boys she’d just finished with had said really nasty things to her or about her, and she’d cried a bit after boys she’d finished with had found new girlfriends, sometimes, but there hadn’t been much heartbreak or dumping-of-Matty in Matty’s life.
    ‘Yeah, I know,’ I said. ‘And I love you for it. I’m just nervous. And excited. And scared. And so so so so happy!’
    ‘Good,’ Matty said. ‘It’s time someone as gorgeous as you had a shot of proper romance.’
    ‘And scared . . .’ I whined.
    ‘I know. Don’t worry, we’ll proceed with caution. Have you already replied?’
    Jack knocked on the door and asked if we were done with the computer because he wanted to play ‘Ramraider 3’ on it. Then I heard my mum shout, ‘Leave them alone, Jack. They’re working.’
    We weren’t working, of course, but e-mails from boys rank above ‘Ramraider 3’. We waited a couple of seconds, until there was silence from Jack.
    ‘OK, yes, I sent back a reply,’ I told Matty.
    ‘The same night?’ Matty said.
    ‘No, when I got in today,’ I said. ‘I only just saw it, remember?’
    ‘That’s good: you sent him to bed worrying that he’d done the wrong thing and maybe frightened you away.’
    ‘But, Matt, I’m no good at playing games. I just really like him.’
    ‘Has he texted you?’
    ‘He doesn’t have a mobile.’
    ‘Why on earth not?’ Matty said.
    ‘He’s . . . oh, he’s anti-mobile phones. He says there’s too