Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 62(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
“All the furniture came with it,” I admit. If it hadn’t, we’d be sitting on the floor with only a small love seat and mini fridge. That’s all I have from college. It’s the only furniture that I actually own. God, I really hope no one takes this place out from under me, because I need more time to save for the move. Not only for a deposit, but furniture as well.
“Maybe I shouldn’t be drinking on this sofa.” Apple pauses, her wine glass halfway to her mouth. I push my glasses up my nose and grab my own glass.
“I’m a klutz. I know stains come out easy on these sofas already.”
She laughs and takes a big gulp of her wine. I do the same before picking up my phone. Biting my lip, I debate doing what I’ve been thinking about doing since I got home.
“Maybe we can Google him a little.”
Apple’s eyes light up. “You just said we shouldn’t!” She puts her glass down on the table. “And what do you mean a little? What’s a little Google?”
“I don’t know. I changed my mind.” I put his name in the search engine. “A little is a look at the images, not clicking the links or anything.” I don’t know why, but this makes it seem like it isn’t so bad.
“You sure you wanna do that?”
I look over at Apple, my finger hovering over the search button, all ready to go. This was her idea to begin with.
“Why? Do you know something?” I feel a tight ball form in my stomach like I’m about to lose something I never had. Maybe I don’t want to see. Or maybe it’s better to know.
A smile spreads on her face, making some of the tightness fade.
“Search. You’ll either fall more for him or…” She trails off, but I’m already hitting search and scrolling through pictures of him. There are photos of him at events, and a number of articles have been written about him over the past year.
In many of the photos, he’s with his mother or his sister. In the other photos, he’s alone. I can’t stop myself and I click an article that talks about him losing his mother to breast cancer and how he donated a whole new wing to the local hospital, dedicated to cancer research.
“Jesus, he’s even more perfect than I already thought.” For some reason this makes it worse. I don’t know what I thought I would find. Maybe something that showed some flaw. Or that maybe he was out with a different woman every night. But none of that was there.
“And that’s what I meant. You’re going to talk yourself out of dating him because of that.”
“Can you not date someone because they’re too perfect? Is that a thing?” I ask, moving to pick up my wine glass to take another drink. Instead, I hit the glass and spill my wine all over my Aristocats shirt and yoga pants.
“Oh my God. I bet I’m going to do that if I go on a date with him.” I point to the wine on my shirt, making Apple snort.
“Why do you think all the single teachers are always talking about him? He’s like a freaking unicorn no one can catch. Not even for a fast fuck.” Apple wiggles her eyebrows.
I get up and go into the kitchen, trying to clean myself up. Apple appears moments later.
“Listen,” she says, putting her hand on her hip. “Don’t freak yourself out. Look at the facts. He’s never seen out with a woman, and now he’s asking you to go out on a very public date. Not only that, everyone has been whispering about how he’s always looking at you. Something he’s never done with anyone else. Just you. All this shows me is he really wants you. This isn’t a game. He’s more than into you.” She takes a step closer, handing me my refilled glass of wine. “And after what I’ve seen today, that date will be happening one way or another. Drink your wine and let’s think on what kickass dress you’re going to wear tomorrow.”
I take a big gulp, knowing she’s right. I could tell today Reese is going to have me. It’s just a matter of how long it will take.
FOUR
REESE
I walk into the school gym and look around, searching for her. This day has felt like an eternity, and I know I can’t wait another second to get my eyes on her. Touch her. Finally know how soft her lips are.
The room has been transformed into a castle like mansion, complete with people who have been hired to perform tricks. The school goes over the top every year, but always raises a lot of money for charity with the event. Looking around the space, I see students, parents, and teachers playing games and dancing.