know my parents love me. Theyâre mad right now. Sure. Why not? I guess I would be too. But I know they love me. I wish my whole stupid thing hadnât happened so they wouldnât have to go through all this. I wish that for Jack, too. I mean, he didnât do anything wrong. Except maybe be a huge nerd, ha-ha.
âThey still married?â Andy asks me.
âYeah.â
âWow,â he says. âWhoâdâve thunk it was still possible?â
I laughâa very, very littleâdespite myself. âYours?â
âNot anymore.â
âRecently?â
âNah. A while back.â
âIâm sorry.â
âNo worries.â
âNo worriesâ is something of an understatement considering where you are and what you are doing, I think, but have the intelligence not to say. But only barely.
âIs that why youâre out there?â I ask anyway.
âNot exactly.â
âSo then why?â
Andy sighs, but itâs not all showy like mine are. Like one of those nasal sighs.
âYou really want to know?â
âAll things considered, itâs the least you can do.â
Andy hesitates. âAll right,â he says. âFine. But itâs just a bunch of sappy romantic horseshit likely to make your ears bleed.â
I lie back on my mattress. âDonât take this the wrong way,â I say, âbut that sounds pretty good right now.â
Andy grunts. Maybe it was another weird laugh.
âAll right,â he says. âThis is what happened.â
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âHer name was Kayla,â Andy says.
âUh-huh?â I say.
âWe met atââ
Thump, thump, thump.
Dammit, Jack . . .
âUh, hold on again,â I say, and get up.
Jack is waiting impatiently when I open my door. He shoves his laptop toward me.
âItâs Noah,â he says.
Juggling the phone while trying to keep my thumb over the receiver and take the laptop from Jack is something of a chore.
âYou didnât log me out?â I demand.
âWhy didnât you log yourself out, genius?â
âBecause you came barging in here before I could!â
âWhat possible interest could your stupid e-mail hold for me?â
âI donât know, looking for sexy softball team pictures maybe?â
âIâd consider that if any of you were sexy.â
At a loss, I resort to a withering glare.
Jack, knowing heâs scored a point, jabs a finger toward me. âIâm making Pop-Tarts!â he declares, which actually does make me laugh out loud. God, Iâve got to learn to control myself. âWhen Iâm done, I want my computer back and thatâs it. Got it?â
Several smart-ass responses come to mind, but since he just loaned me the laptop, I canât exactly use any of them.
âYes, yes,â I say to him, and drop to my knees, setting the laptop on my bed. I drop the phone on the mattress and quickly open the chat window.
Noahâs message reads:
Noah: Are you still there? Iâm going to have to sneak out and find a way to get the car without anyone noticing.
Crap. I write back:
Me: What about your bike?
Noah: Flat. You want me to hoof it?
Me: If thatâs what it takes. I owe you big-time.
Noah: Yep. :) OK Iâm leaving now.
Me: THANK YOU NOAH!
Something crackles over the flip phone. Andyâs still there. Heâs saying something. I pick the
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