okay?”
What was that a real smile? I took a mental picture of it, because I doubted I would ever see it again. Mr. Heywood noticed me gawking and smirked.
“Ah, I knew you would fall for my good looks.”
“Who did?” I muttered, rolling my eyes.
He pulled into the gas station and pulled up next to a pump. He turned off the car and waited, staring at me expectedly. I returned his gaze with a confused look.
“What?” I finally asked.
“Go pump my gas.”
“What? No!”
A minute later I was out of the car and pumping the gas while rubbing at my arm, where a bruise was sure to appear later. That guy was pushy. But somehow I was relieved that we had managed to stray away from the awkwardness of finding out how our parents were connected. If it was anyone else, I’m sure it would have been awkward. But I was very glad it was Mr. Heywood.
When I finished pumping the gas I got back into the car and Mr. Heywood pulled out of the station. We were silent on the way back, arguing slightly at a dumb comment every now and again. When we pulled up at my house I got out of the car and leaned over before shutting door.
“Well, it’s been fun working for you after school,” I said, trying to sound sarcastic, even though it was the truth for me. “I might even miss it.”
“What are you talking about?” he replied, leaning over the seat to look at me. “This is just the beginning.”
With that, he shut the door and with a small wave, began driving away from me. I waved after him for a moment, a smile slowly spreading onto my face. He was right. It was just the beginning.
LESSON SIX
“ That’s intense,” Lance commented the next day, sitting on my computer chair, mindlessly tapping a pen against his shoe after I’d told both him and Casey about how my parents and Mr. Heywood’s parents were related.
“You and Mr. Heywood meeting is like, fate, Holly!” Casey cried, staring at me with wide eyes. “You being the daughter of the man his parents killed and everything. It’s like a movie! He’ll feel like he has to take care of you because he’s a man while you’re only just a young lady. A romance will bud!”
“You’re reading into this way too much, Casey,” I responded, grinning at her crazy idea. “But it is a coincidence.”
“I’ll say,” she said, nearly shaking with excitement.
“Why exactly were you alone in his car with him again?” Lance asked, frowning at me.
I sighed. “It’s not what you think, Lance. He was just bringing me home because I helped him after school as my punishment for being late.”
“But it was the second day of school! Why should you be punished for being late?”
“Calm down, Lance,” Casey responded before I could. “This is a good thing for Holly. He’s an attractive, experienced young man, and she’s a cute, young lady who is still a virgin. He could help her.”
“Casey!” I cried, my face growing red.
“You—” Lance growled, scowling at her.
Casey laughed. “Chill guys, I was just joking.”
I shook my head, but couldn’t help a smile from slipping onto my lips. Casey grinned at me shamelessly.
“I still don’t think it’s fair he is punishing you,” Lance stated stubbornly, crossing his arms.
I shrugged. “Well, it’s over now.”
“ I just don’t like how you had to help that guy after school,” Lance continued, still looking irritated. “He was using you.”
“ Are you jealous?” Casey teased.
“ No,” Lance snapped, “but what if Holly wants to hang out with friends?”
“ I’m sure he’d have let me hang out with friends,” I told Lance.
“ Still . . .”
“ It doesn’t matter!” Casey chirped, getting off my bed. “The fair is today, so let’s look forward to that! And who knows, maybe Mr. Heywood will be there, Holly.”
I rolled my eyes. “Why does that matter?”
“ Romance,” she said with a fake French accent.
“He’s too old,” Lance stated.
“ You
What was that a real smile? I took a mental picture of it, because I doubted I would ever see it again. Mr. Heywood noticed me gawking and smirked.
“Ah, I knew you would fall for my good looks.”
“Who did?” I muttered, rolling my eyes.
He pulled into the gas station and pulled up next to a pump. He turned off the car and waited, staring at me expectedly. I returned his gaze with a confused look.
“What?” I finally asked.
“Go pump my gas.”
“What? No!”
A minute later I was out of the car and pumping the gas while rubbing at my arm, where a bruise was sure to appear later. That guy was pushy. But somehow I was relieved that we had managed to stray away from the awkwardness of finding out how our parents were connected. If it was anyone else, I’m sure it would have been awkward. But I was very glad it was Mr. Heywood.
When I finished pumping the gas I got back into the car and Mr. Heywood pulled out of the station. We were silent on the way back, arguing slightly at a dumb comment every now and again. When we pulled up at my house I got out of the car and leaned over before shutting door.
“Well, it’s been fun working for you after school,” I said, trying to sound sarcastic, even though it was the truth for me. “I might even miss it.”
“What are you talking about?” he replied, leaning over the seat to look at me. “This is just the beginning.”
With that, he shut the door and with a small wave, began driving away from me. I waved after him for a moment, a smile slowly spreading onto my face. He was right. It was just the beginning.
LESSON SIX
“ That’s intense,” Lance commented the next day, sitting on my computer chair, mindlessly tapping a pen against his shoe after I’d told both him and Casey about how my parents and Mr. Heywood’s parents were related.
“You and Mr. Heywood meeting is like, fate, Holly!” Casey cried, staring at me with wide eyes. “You being the daughter of the man his parents killed and everything. It’s like a movie! He’ll feel like he has to take care of you because he’s a man while you’re only just a young lady. A romance will bud!”
“You’re reading into this way too much, Casey,” I responded, grinning at her crazy idea. “But it is a coincidence.”
“I’ll say,” she said, nearly shaking with excitement.
“Why exactly were you alone in his car with him again?” Lance asked, frowning at me.
I sighed. “It’s not what you think, Lance. He was just bringing me home because I helped him after school as my punishment for being late.”
“But it was the second day of school! Why should you be punished for being late?”
“Calm down, Lance,” Casey responded before I could. “This is a good thing for Holly. He’s an attractive, experienced young man, and she’s a cute, young lady who is still a virgin. He could help her.”
“Casey!” I cried, my face growing red.
“You—” Lance growled, scowling at her.
Casey laughed. “Chill guys, I was just joking.”
I shook my head, but couldn’t help a smile from slipping onto my lips. Casey grinned at me shamelessly.
“I still don’t think it’s fair he is punishing you,” Lance stated stubbornly, crossing his arms.
I shrugged. “Well, it’s over now.”
“ I just don’t like how you had to help that guy after school,” Lance continued, still looking irritated. “He was using you.”
“ Are you jealous?” Casey teased.
“ No,” Lance snapped, “but what if Holly wants to hang out with friends?”
“ I’m sure he’d have let me hang out with friends,” I told Lance.
“ Still . . .”
“ It doesn’t matter!” Casey chirped, getting off my bed. “The fair is today, so let’s look forward to that! And who knows, maybe Mr. Heywood will be there, Holly.”
I rolled my eyes. “Why does that matter?”
“ Romance,” she said with a fake French accent.
“He’s too old,” Lance stated.
“ You
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