will leave, and part of me wants to let her. It’s not like we’re ever going to be friends. She won’t be like Drea is to me, or even just chill like Shane, Tanner and Cody. There’s way too much shit going on in my life for me to worry about hurting some rich girl’s feelings, but she didn’t have to bring the hoodie back. Now, I won’t have to keep the money from Luke. I hate taking money from him.
Dad always said never owe anyone anything, and it’s a lesson I stick to.
Reaching out, I put an arm between her and the entrance so she can’t get in. “Sorry. Shitty day.” I hold up my sweatshirt. “Thanks for this.” It smells totally different than it did when I gave it to her. Not that it was dirty, but it smells like girl mixed with something fruity. It feels softer than it normally does as well.
“You washed it for me?” Maybe this shouldn’t surprise me. I’m sure she did it more out of obligation than anything, but most people just don’t do stuff like that for me.
“Yes. Have you ever heard of fabric softener? You should invest in some.”
Her comment should piss me off, but I find myself smiling. “You’re awfully sarcastic for a rich girl.” I can see Drea saying something like that, but typically girls like Virginia look scared of my friends and I, instead of talking shit to us.
Virginia rolls her eyes. Damn, the girl is hot. Her hair is shinier than I’m used to. Not that it looks like it has stuff in it, but…hell, I don’t know. It just glows. She’s a little bit curvy. She’s not one of those girls who look like they never eat, which I’ve never gone for anyway. She’s tiny, though. I’m more than a head taller than she is.
If things were different, if I thought she was the kind of girl who was just looking for a good time, I’d see if she wanted to hook up. Doesn’t take a genius to see that wouldn’t be her, though.
“I just wanted to bring your sweatshirt back. I have this speech I have to write for FBLA. It’s due in a few weeks and I need to work on it.” Virginia takes a small step backward.
“FB what what?” I shake my head. It’s Friday night. It doesn’t matter what she has a speech for. Why would she be working on it tonight?
“Future Business Leaders of America. I should go…”
I step backward, too. I am definitely not a future business leader, unless you count Dad’s shit as a business. Something tells me she wouldn’t, and thinking about hooking up with this girl is a really stupid thing for me to do. “Yeah, you probably should.”
“Ry! Come here for a second.” At the sound of Luke’s voice, I whip my head toward the porch.
“Hold up.” I should have just told her bye. We both know she should leave, but she nods and I run over to my brother. “What’s up?”
“Who is that?”
“Some girl I met. She’s a little young for ya, don’t you think?” Though if they were closer in age, I could see Luke with someone like her. He’s a future business leader of America.
“Funny.” He groans. “Listen, be careful. I don’t know who she is, but she doesn’t look like the kind of girl you’d usually hang out with. I don’t want you—”
“Fuck you, Luke.” Dude, I can’t believe a few minutes ago I'd considered apologizing to him. He takes one look at Virginia and decides she’s too good for me.
Not that I don’t agree with him.
And not that I want her either, but still.
“Ry, that’s not—” He grabs my arm but I jerk it away, and then toss the twenty back at him.
“Whatever.”
Nothing is going through my head as I take the stairs down. I have no plan, but still, when I get back to Virginia, I step close. Closer than I have been yet. Glancing over her shoulder, I catch Luke’s eyes before paying attention to her again. I swear she smells like the ocean... like freedom.
Putting my hand flat on the car, I lean in. “Go to a party with me tonight.”
“I don’t go to parties,” she stutters.
“Go with me
Dad always said never owe anyone anything, and it’s a lesson I stick to.
Reaching out, I put an arm between her and the entrance so she can’t get in. “Sorry. Shitty day.” I hold up my sweatshirt. “Thanks for this.” It smells totally different than it did when I gave it to her. Not that it was dirty, but it smells like girl mixed with something fruity. It feels softer than it normally does as well.
“You washed it for me?” Maybe this shouldn’t surprise me. I’m sure she did it more out of obligation than anything, but most people just don’t do stuff like that for me.
“Yes. Have you ever heard of fabric softener? You should invest in some.”
Her comment should piss me off, but I find myself smiling. “You’re awfully sarcastic for a rich girl.” I can see Drea saying something like that, but typically girls like Virginia look scared of my friends and I, instead of talking shit to us.
Virginia rolls her eyes. Damn, the girl is hot. Her hair is shinier than I’m used to. Not that it looks like it has stuff in it, but…hell, I don’t know. It just glows. She’s a little bit curvy. She’s not one of those girls who look like they never eat, which I’ve never gone for anyway. She’s tiny, though. I’m more than a head taller than she is.
If things were different, if I thought she was the kind of girl who was just looking for a good time, I’d see if she wanted to hook up. Doesn’t take a genius to see that wouldn’t be her, though.
“I just wanted to bring your sweatshirt back. I have this speech I have to write for FBLA. It’s due in a few weeks and I need to work on it.” Virginia takes a small step backward.
“FB what what?” I shake my head. It’s Friday night. It doesn’t matter what she has a speech for. Why would she be working on it tonight?
“Future Business Leaders of America. I should go…”
I step backward, too. I am definitely not a future business leader, unless you count Dad’s shit as a business. Something tells me she wouldn’t, and thinking about hooking up with this girl is a really stupid thing for me to do. “Yeah, you probably should.”
“Ry! Come here for a second.” At the sound of Luke’s voice, I whip my head toward the porch.
“Hold up.” I should have just told her bye. We both know she should leave, but she nods and I run over to my brother. “What’s up?”
“Who is that?”
“Some girl I met. She’s a little young for ya, don’t you think?” Though if they were closer in age, I could see Luke with someone like her. He’s a future business leader of America.
“Funny.” He groans. “Listen, be careful. I don’t know who she is, but she doesn’t look like the kind of girl you’d usually hang out with. I don’t want you—”
“Fuck you, Luke.” Dude, I can’t believe a few minutes ago I'd considered apologizing to him. He takes one look at Virginia and decides she’s too good for me.
Not that I don’t agree with him.
And not that I want her either, but still.
“Ry, that’s not—” He grabs my arm but I jerk it away, and then toss the twenty back at him.
“Whatever.”
Nothing is going through my head as I take the stairs down. I have no plan, but still, when I get back to Virginia, I step close. Closer than I have been yet. Glancing over her shoulder, I catch Luke’s eyes before paying attention to her again. I swear she smells like the ocean... like freedom.
Putting my hand flat on the car, I lean in. “Go to a party with me tonight.”
“I don’t go to parties,” she stutters.
“Go with me
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