screamed some more as we flipped upside down and all around. Once our ride was over, Josh walked off as soon as we stumbled down the ramp.
“He said for me to tell you see you later?” Cessie was confused.
Noah ran off after Josh.
Somehow I already screwed things up. I waited with Cessie while Josh and Noah argued.
Noah pointed at Josh’s phone as he explained something to him. Josh shook his head, pointed at me before storming off, leaving Noah behind.
He wasn’t smiling anymore when he returned. “Josh is upset for sure. He’s totally jumping to conclusions.” Noah stuffed his hands in his pockets. “I’ll walk you two home.”
I didn’t prod him. I figured I’d find out soon enough. When he stood outside the door of the Caravan after Cessie went inside, I rested my hand tentatively on Noah’s chest.
“Before this new mess happened, I had decided that I wasn’t going to get in the middle of your friendship. I have a feeling I unintentionally did just that,” I said.
“It’s not your fault. Someone’s meddling again. He likes you a lot and can’t see reason right now.” His hand covered mine and he gently removed it from his chest. He held my hand longer than I expected.
“I didn’t realize he liked me that much until last night.”
“For real? You didn’t?”
“No. But I’ve never had this problem before, boys liking me. I’m somewhat clueless.” I shrugged.
“I find that hard to believe.”
“I don’t go to school and don’t have friends that can clue me in on this stuff. I have a pain-in-the-butt sister that is great at pointing out my flaws to anyone with ears, a monkey, a bird that mocks me, and a mom that never stays put. I mean, I couldn’t be more gypsy. I’ve tried really hard not to be one. But I guess I can’t help it.”
“I guess not.” He moved a few wayward strands of hair off my face. “I better go so I can fix this. I can usually win him over pretty quick when these things happen.”
“This has happened before?”
“Yeah.”
“How many times?”
“I don’t know.” Noah took his hat off only long enough to rub his head. “That sounds awful doesn’t it? You have to remember, we’ve been friends a long time. This problem goes all the way back to elementary school. I’m going to go before you decide you don’t like either one of us.”
“I don’t think that will happen. It seems like it would be the other way around with how things are going. I’ll be lucky to have one friend by the time the week is over.”
“I promise if that is the case, the one friend will be me.” He squeezed my arm and he let his fingers slide down to my hand. His fingers linked in mine for a second before he ran off.
I needed space from Cessie so I immediately climbed out to the roof to work out my ever-growing problems. Mom always stayed at the concerts until way late and who knew what else she was up to.
After I stealthily removed the tablet from our room without Cessie knowing, I pulled up Facebook and on Noah’s page was a picture of when his watch tangled in my hair. That’s not what it looked like at all, though. I turned my head to the side trying to figure out how whoever posted it made it look like Noah was kissing me. I couldn’t see his face but I could see how that assumption could easily be made. I didn’t recognize the name of the person that posted the picture. I sighed. My phone vibrated. I expected to see a text from Mom. It surprised me that it was from Noah.
Noah: Didn’t work this time. He won’t let me in the tent. Can I come over?
Me: Yes
Noah: Almost there
I peered over the edge and there he was, hunched over and dejected with his hands in his pockets, walking across the grass to the Caravan. I tossed the rope ladder over the side and waited for him.
Noah sat beside me on the roof. “I guess he wasn’t willing to hear reason and wants to stay mad.” He pulled off his hat and set it beside him
I kept glancing at him. Noah
“He said for me to tell you see you later?” Cessie was confused.
Noah ran off after Josh.
Somehow I already screwed things up. I waited with Cessie while Josh and Noah argued.
Noah pointed at Josh’s phone as he explained something to him. Josh shook his head, pointed at me before storming off, leaving Noah behind.
He wasn’t smiling anymore when he returned. “Josh is upset for sure. He’s totally jumping to conclusions.” Noah stuffed his hands in his pockets. “I’ll walk you two home.”
I didn’t prod him. I figured I’d find out soon enough. When he stood outside the door of the Caravan after Cessie went inside, I rested my hand tentatively on Noah’s chest.
“Before this new mess happened, I had decided that I wasn’t going to get in the middle of your friendship. I have a feeling I unintentionally did just that,” I said.
“It’s not your fault. Someone’s meddling again. He likes you a lot and can’t see reason right now.” His hand covered mine and he gently removed it from his chest. He held my hand longer than I expected.
“I didn’t realize he liked me that much until last night.”
“For real? You didn’t?”
“No. But I’ve never had this problem before, boys liking me. I’m somewhat clueless.” I shrugged.
“I find that hard to believe.”
“I don’t go to school and don’t have friends that can clue me in on this stuff. I have a pain-in-the-butt sister that is great at pointing out my flaws to anyone with ears, a monkey, a bird that mocks me, and a mom that never stays put. I mean, I couldn’t be more gypsy. I’ve tried really hard not to be one. But I guess I can’t help it.”
“I guess not.” He moved a few wayward strands of hair off my face. “I better go so I can fix this. I can usually win him over pretty quick when these things happen.”
“This has happened before?”
“Yeah.”
“How many times?”
“I don’t know.” Noah took his hat off only long enough to rub his head. “That sounds awful doesn’t it? You have to remember, we’ve been friends a long time. This problem goes all the way back to elementary school. I’m going to go before you decide you don’t like either one of us.”
“I don’t think that will happen. It seems like it would be the other way around with how things are going. I’ll be lucky to have one friend by the time the week is over.”
“I promise if that is the case, the one friend will be me.” He squeezed my arm and he let his fingers slide down to my hand. His fingers linked in mine for a second before he ran off.
I needed space from Cessie so I immediately climbed out to the roof to work out my ever-growing problems. Mom always stayed at the concerts until way late and who knew what else she was up to.
After I stealthily removed the tablet from our room without Cessie knowing, I pulled up Facebook and on Noah’s page was a picture of when his watch tangled in my hair. That’s not what it looked like at all, though. I turned my head to the side trying to figure out how whoever posted it made it look like Noah was kissing me. I couldn’t see his face but I could see how that assumption could easily be made. I didn’t recognize the name of the person that posted the picture. I sighed. My phone vibrated. I expected to see a text from Mom. It surprised me that it was from Noah.
Noah: Didn’t work this time. He won’t let me in the tent. Can I come over?
Me: Yes
Noah: Almost there
I peered over the edge and there he was, hunched over and dejected with his hands in his pockets, walking across the grass to the Caravan. I tossed the rope ladder over the side and waited for him.
Noah sat beside me on the roof. “I guess he wasn’t willing to hear reason and wants to stay mad.” He pulled off his hat and set it beside him
I kept glancing at him. Noah
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