I was spinning again, but not in a good way. My head had been spinning since Sunday afternoon, since Tessa kissed me. I hadn't answered a single one of her texts or calls, and I'd avoided Danny like the plague. He most likely still thought I was mad at him for being annoying on Sunday, which was fine. I couldn't talk to him, he was the reason any of this had happened."Come on, guys, let's pick it up!" It was now Wednesday, and I was leading practice on my own since Stacy was at the orthodontist, attempting to get my team spirit on. "Okay, Abby, we need a water break." One of our flyers, Ella, piped up from the middle of the floor. I looked at the clock and cursed under my breath as I realized what time it was."I actually think we'll call it for the afternoon, guys. With Coach out, there's not much more we can do today." Admittedly, there was so much work to be done before the playoffs game on Friday, but I selfishly wanted to go home and figure out a solution for my problems. Why
"So, she kissed you?" "At this point, I don't know if it even happened or not." I watched Rhys's eyes widen in shock as I caught him up to speed. Albeit, omitting the part about the weekend-long boner being our doing, of course. "So, let me get this straight." He paused to chuckle, which earned an eye roll from me. "You guys are essentially plotting revenge based off a teen movie, and somehow Tessa got you high," I held up a finger to interrupt, but he continued. "And then kissed you." I groaned and rolled my eyes so hard, I shook my head. "Yes, Rhys. Tessa kissed me. Right now, I'm wishing it was just a fever dream or something." "And you're telling me this because I'm your token queer friend." Rhys studied my face. I let out a stressed sigh and sat down on the bleachers. It was currently half past five, and we were out on the football field alone. After hearing Danny gloat with one of the other guys about someone other than me, I had texted him to tell him I couldn't do dinner
"Come on, Barties! Let's go!" The cheer team was lined up, waiting for the last three minutes of the second quarter to finish, so we could bust out our half time routine. Most of us, myself included, loved the thrill of the sport. But some only loved how it made them look. And even though it was a chilled 40 degrees out, we all had our legs on full display, ready for the routine. I, for one, couldn't wait to put my sweatpants back on over the cheer skort.My nerves were settling in as I looked at the timer on the scoreboard. We had less than two and a half minutes to go, and Tessa, who had been sitting directly above me all night, hadn't said a word or done anything to get Danny's attention yet. Honestly, I had absolutely no idea what she had planned, or if she was just going to hope he saw her when he looked at me. So far, he hadn't even looked in my direction once. There were scouts here from all over, and whether he had his plan or not, he still wanted to impress any and all compe
"You really have no idea what you're wearing for Halloween?" It was Monday afternoon, and I was sprawled out on my bed trying to focus on my math homework, but was on the phone with Tessa instead. We'd been scheming - honestly, not much more than giggling about Danny's face on Friday - and the topic of Halloween came up. Normally, Danny and I would come up with something together, but this year we hadn't even discussed our plan. It had been such a busy fall with college prep and everything, that I hadn't even thought about it. Which, I was currently being ridiculed by Tessa for. "No, I don't. Normally we do a couples thing, but obviously I'm not really in the whole romantic kind of mood." I said the last bit flatly. "Yeah, but you still have to do something." I pictured her rolling her eyes and rummaging through her closet for her own costume. "I've had mine picked since Valentine's Day. I'm going to be the Scarlet Witch, but make it hot." I could hear the smile in her voice, she w
I'd never tried on so many different lip colors in my life. Tessa had forced me to try a multitude of lip products, from nude to fuchsia, and only let me settle for a nude gloss when I begged and pleaded to leave with my sanity. It was just past eight in the evening, and I had just pulled into the driveway, ready to go inside and collapse in my bed. My dad's car was here, which thankfully meant my mom had cooked a full, fancy dinner. I could smell the aroma of something Italian wafting towards me as I unlocked the front door, proving my assumption. When I walked in, I heard my name spoken in a hushed tone, followed shortly by Danny's. The voices were coming from the kitchen, and I could only assume they belonged to my mom and dad. If it weren't for Tony's shrill 'yip' when he heard the door latch, they would've continued. "Abby?" My mom's voice was curious. "Hi, I'm home!" I called out, and reached down to scratch Tony behind the ears when he skidded to a stop at my feet. "Hi, swe
"Abigail, it's so lovely to see you!" Liz Schwinn wrapped me in a suffocating hug. It was Saturday evening, and I was at Danny's house for family dinner. Normally, we would do it the last Saturday of the month, but that fell on Trick-or-Treat (and also the night of the party) this year. "Honey, we haven't seen you in weeks!" She exclaimed, and I saw the worry patterned across her face as she pulled back from me. Danny's mom had to be one of my favorite people on the planet. She'd been a Broadway actress early on in her teens and twenties, until she moved out west to Hollywood with an old boyfriend, who she dumped as soon as she saw Danny's dad while on vacation one weekend. She knew what she wanted, and she didn't let anyone stop her. She ran her hands down my arms and grabbed my hands in hers, squeezing lightly as she smiled warmly at me, silently asking if I was alright. I'd always been so jealous of Danny, because he had Liz and Aly both in one household. His mom, despite their p
I stayed at Tessa's house for another hour or so, and as soon as we walked back into her room, all her friends got quiet. I knew my lips were swollen and flushed, and Tessa had a sly grin stuck on her face. Her friends resumed their conversation, but I couldn't focus on anything they were saying. A part of me was in shock, but the other part of me could not wait to kiss her again. I sat down on the end of her bed, and felt the mattress dip as she sat beside me. I wanted to reach out and grab her hand, her pull was so intoxicating. I turned my head to look at her, and she was watching me curiously. "What are you thinking about?" She asked quietly. Was it cliche of me to say I was thinking about her? "You." She smiled at me, and her fingers grazed the top of my wrist and trailed down my fingers so quickly I thought I'd imagined it. I was disappointed when she didn't keep her hand there, when her delicate fingers didn't wrap around my own, and her palm didn't rest against the top of
Being at the coffee shop on Sundays was becoming a quick trend, and I wasn't sure how I felt about it. Partly, I wasn't sure how my light allowance felt about being drained, but mostly I was beginning to think I'd have all of my life-changing revelations at Brew Brothers. The shop was oddly busy this afternoon, and I was sitting in the parking lot waiting for Tessa to text me that she'd gotten here. It was just past four in the afternoon, and I had told my mom I was going to a cheer practice for the start of the competition season. I was getting awfully good at lying, and I wasn't sure how I felt about that, either. "Is she there yet?" Stacy's voice came through the car speakers. I'd been sitting in the car, letting it idle while I talked on the phone with Stacy. "No." I said simply, barely taking my thumb nail out of my mouth. I'd bitten it down to the bed, and it was going to bleed if I didn't move onto the next nail.Stacy could hear the anxiety in my voice, and I heard her sigh