Believe in Me (Jett #1) Read Online Free PDF

in the breakfast nook, her voice more animated than usual. “So you just let her stay over at your house? You’re not afraid she’s a robber?”
    I lift an eyebrow, wondering who she’s talking to as I grab a cereal bowl and fill it to the top with Lucky Charms. Mom continues, “Seventeen year olds can be robbers! She could be a lookout, placed there to scope out your valuables and then alert her crew when you and Park leave the house.”
    Now I’m curious. They’re talking about that girl from last night, Keanna. I glance at Mom and she rolls her eyes, pointing to her phone as if to say, “You know Becca!”
    I pour the milk and then wander over to the breakfast table, taking a seat opposite of Mom. “That girl didn’t look like a robber,” I say, and I’m not sure why I’m even defending someone I don’t know. She wasn’t exactly nice to me.
    “Jett agrees with you,” she says, lifting her shoulders as she talks. “You should invite her over here. Jace is good at reading people and he’d know if there’s something shady going on.”
    I dive into my cereal, mostly ignoring the rest of the conversation and trying to plan my day off in my head. I know there’s a party at the lake tonight, so I’ll probably stop by there. Maybe there will be someone other than Emma Clarke to kill the time with.
    Mom’s voice gets higher. “Ooooh, that would be fun! Yeah, yeah, I have plenty of eggs. Give me five minutes to get dressed.”
    I stand and grab the cereal box, readying to refill my bowl. “Jett, don’t eat anymore,” Mom says, shooing me away with her hand.
    “What? Why? I’m starving.”
    “Becca and Park are coming over with that girl,” Mom says, taking the cereal box and putting it back in the pantry. “We’re going to make a big family breakfast so you better still be hungry.”
    “I’m always hungry,” I say, putting my cereal bowl and spoon into the dishwasher.
    “What do you think is up with that girl?” Mom says, giving me this conspiratorial look. “I mean, what kind of mom meets a total stranger and then has her daughter spend the night with her? Park and Becca could be perverts for all she knows!”
    I laugh. “I guess it’s a good thing they’re not.”
    Mom takes the eggs, bacon, and cheese from the fridge and then hands me two canisters of biscuit dough. “There’s still something weird about it, ya know? I mean, I’d never leave you with some stranger.”
    “That’s because you’re a good mom,” I say.
    She grins and wraps an arm around me for a quick hug. “Aww, my boy.”
    I roll my eyes. “What do you want me to do with this?” I ask, holding up the biscuits.
    “Grab a pan and bake them, duh!”
    Mom smacks the back of my head and then saunters over to the kitchen island to begin cooking.
    I’m peeling apart biscuits and placing them two inches apart on a baking sheet when the back door opens. Since the front door is more of the formal entrance, the Parks always come in through the back. They also let themselves in because they’re basically family. That’s why I call Becca my “Second Mom” and I think she gets a kick out of it.
    I focus on the task of setting dough on the pan even though my stomach is suddenly light and airy at the thought of seeing Keanna again. I know Mom will be judging her this whole morning, trying to secretly discover if Keanna is hiding something sinister in her reason for staying over. Though I think Mom is full of shit for being suspicious, I still wonder why Keanna is here. It’s definitely weird.
    Dad comes downstairs when Mom calls for him and he and Park immediately get to talking about work. Becca introduces Keanna to Mom and friendly hellos are exchanged. I don’t know why I’m suddenly so freaking nervous to see her, but I also know that standing here staring at a bunch of raw biscuits kind of makes me look like a weirdo.
    I turn casually, and I see her, standing there looking exactly as awkward as I’d expected.