and kisses me like I’ve never been kissed before.
A firework goes off.
Wait; make that the dryer goes off. Tucker pulls away and I hold onto the counter for support, breathless and wobbly.
“So, you ready to hook-up with me, no feelings involved?” he asks. No more throaty whisper, his voice returning to its normal tone. The kiss that left me weak left him un-phased.
No .
I can’t. Not after a kiss like that, not ever. He’s right. I’ll never be able to hook-up with “no feelings.” Obviously he can, obviously everyone in the whole flipping camp can. But I can’t. I’m so angry. I’m so hurt. I have so many feelings.
“Fuck you,” I say to him.
Tucker backs away his eyes staring into mine, told you so , they’re saying to me. He dips his head expressively, turns and walks out the door.
I’m ready to lose it, collecting my clothes from the dryer, shoving them recklessly into my bag handfuls at a time. No, screw this. On top of everything else right now I do not need wrinkled clothes. I dump the bag on the counter and fold everything neatly before slamming the clothes into the bag. You know what…everyone else has it all wrong. I’m the one who has it all right. Feelings and love, it is worth waiting for. Even though I feel something for Tucker, if he doesn’t feel it back then he’s not worth my time.
I stomp back to the cabin thinking of ways to erase that kiss from my mind. They need to invent a laser where you can just zap a memory from your head. Oh please , even if I had a laser I wouldn’t erase the memory of that kiss. It might be the only good one I ever get. I’ll probably never be kissed like that again. Oh God, I’m feeling very dramatic right now. I miss Ashley.
From the bottom step I see light coming from our cabin window. Cassie’s home already? She promised no more Sawyer sleepovers. Does that mean he’ll still be over for other stuff? Not tonight. I’ve been through enough crap tonight. This is the last thing I want to deal with right now.
Annoyed I drag myself up the stairs, balancing my laundry bag against my hip. Loud voices coming through the open door cause me to freeze where I am and listen to their heated argument.
“But that’s just it Mark. I didn’t know then. I didn’t know until now,” Cassie hollers.
Cassie’s fighting with Mark?
“Very convenient Cassie, you had all the time in the world to say something and you wait until now. And I know you’re only saying it because I’m with someone now.”
“Oh, you’re with her now? I didn’t know you were together. What you’re in love with her now, what happened to me?”
“I never said I was in love with you.” Mark yells. “All I did was try and kiss you, once. That’s all.”
I gasp and cover my mouth, horrified. Do I go in there or do I get someone?
“Kiss me now Mark. Try and kiss me right now. I won’t say no.” Cassie’s anger turns to pleading.
“Cassie you’re drunk. Go to bed, get some sleep and in the morning we can talk.”
“No,” Cassie screams and I hear something smash against the floor. “I’m not drunk. I can’t believe you’re choosing Courtney over me. I would never do that to you.”
“You’ve been hooking up with my roommate since the night we got here. You made it clear you wanted nothing to do with me this summer. I’m your brother remember?”
Oh my God, I wish I had a cell phone that worked. I need to call the police.
“I’m sorry, Mark, what do you want me to say? I’m telling you I’m in love with you. Don’t go to her tonight, stay here with me.”
“No, Cassie. You had your chance, anything between us is over.”
“Fine, you want me to beg. I’m begging you, please, stay here, kiss me.” Her desperate voice cracks.
The room goes quiet. I hold my breath, don’t kiss her, please, don’t kiss her . It feels like forever before someone finally speaks.
“I’m sorry Cassie.” The door flies open. I’m perfectly still as Mark rushes
A firework goes off.
Wait; make that the dryer goes off. Tucker pulls away and I hold onto the counter for support, breathless and wobbly.
“So, you ready to hook-up with me, no feelings involved?” he asks. No more throaty whisper, his voice returning to its normal tone. The kiss that left me weak left him un-phased.
No .
I can’t. Not after a kiss like that, not ever. He’s right. I’ll never be able to hook-up with “no feelings.” Obviously he can, obviously everyone in the whole flipping camp can. But I can’t. I’m so angry. I’m so hurt. I have so many feelings.
“Fuck you,” I say to him.
Tucker backs away his eyes staring into mine, told you so , they’re saying to me. He dips his head expressively, turns and walks out the door.
I’m ready to lose it, collecting my clothes from the dryer, shoving them recklessly into my bag handfuls at a time. No, screw this. On top of everything else right now I do not need wrinkled clothes. I dump the bag on the counter and fold everything neatly before slamming the clothes into the bag. You know what…everyone else has it all wrong. I’m the one who has it all right. Feelings and love, it is worth waiting for. Even though I feel something for Tucker, if he doesn’t feel it back then he’s not worth my time.
I stomp back to the cabin thinking of ways to erase that kiss from my mind. They need to invent a laser where you can just zap a memory from your head. Oh please , even if I had a laser I wouldn’t erase the memory of that kiss. It might be the only good one I ever get. I’ll probably never be kissed like that again. Oh God, I’m feeling very dramatic right now. I miss Ashley.
From the bottom step I see light coming from our cabin window. Cassie’s home already? She promised no more Sawyer sleepovers. Does that mean he’ll still be over for other stuff? Not tonight. I’ve been through enough crap tonight. This is the last thing I want to deal with right now.
Annoyed I drag myself up the stairs, balancing my laundry bag against my hip. Loud voices coming through the open door cause me to freeze where I am and listen to their heated argument.
“But that’s just it Mark. I didn’t know then. I didn’t know until now,” Cassie hollers.
Cassie’s fighting with Mark?
“Very convenient Cassie, you had all the time in the world to say something and you wait until now. And I know you’re only saying it because I’m with someone now.”
“Oh, you’re with her now? I didn’t know you were together. What you’re in love with her now, what happened to me?”
“I never said I was in love with you.” Mark yells. “All I did was try and kiss you, once. That’s all.”
I gasp and cover my mouth, horrified. Do I go in there or do I get someone?
“Kiss me now Mark. Try and kiss me right now. I won’t say no.” Cassie’s anger turns to pleading.
“Cassie you’re drunk. Go to bed, get some sleep and in the morning we can talk.”
“No,” Cassie screams and I hear something smash against the floor. “I’m not drunk. I can’t believe you’re choosing Courtney over me. I would never do that to you.”
“You’ve been hooking up with my roommate since the night we got here. You made it clear you wanted nothing to do with me this summer. I’m your brother remember?”
Oh my God, I wish I had a cell phone that worked. I need to call the police.
“I’m sorry, Mark, what do you want me to say? I’m telling you I’m in love with you. Don’t go to her tonight, stay here with me.”
“No, Cassie. You had your chance, anything between us is over.”
“Fine, you want me to beg. I’m begging you, please, stay here, kiss me.” Her desperate voice cracks.
The room goes quiet. I hold my breath, don’t kiss her, please, don’t kiss her . It feels like forever before someone finally speaks.
“I’m sorry Cassie.” The door flies open. I’m perfectly still as Mark rushes
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