getting ready. I would ask you where yours is , but I already know. "
" Ha ha .” I run a hand through my hair. " I ' m going to clean up a little and then I ' ll wake her up in like half an hour. That way she only has to jump in the shower real quick before we go. "
Sebastian ' s looking at me with a big ole shit- eating grin on his face.
" Welcome to the club , man. Welcome to the club. " He holds out his fist for me and I bump it , trying to figure out what he ' s talking about.
***
The twelve hour drive is not cool. Sebastian and Aspen play the music a little louder than normal and I ' m pretty sure it ' s because they know mine and Priscilla ' s heads are killing us.
I wondered if things would be awkward with us , but she's acting normal , and if she can do it , I kn ow I definitely needed to man-up and just go with the flow. It ' s what I decided about this trip. All those thoughts crowding my brain , I want to shove in a back corner , lock them away , be like the rest of them. Like Priscilla , Sebastian and Aspen. The way they ' ve always thought I was until recently.
Kind of hard to hide getting picked up at the jail and a busted up hand.
Around seven we pull up at a hotel in Grand Island , Nebraska. Tomorrow we should only have around ten hours to go and we ' ll be in Chicago. I can ' t freaking wait.
Sebastian kills the engine and turns to face Priscilla and me . " We ' re gonna get our own room. Cool? "
I look over at Priscilla and when she shrugs , I tell him it ' s all right . A few minutes later , we ' re in our room while the others are next door. It ' s one of those rooms with a connecting door and our room has two beds. If this had been a movie , they would have been full so we would have had to share a bed. Why doesn ' t stuff like that happen in real life?
Priscilla goes into the bathroom to take a bath , so I start screwing around with the DVD player. It ' s easy for me to get it apart and mess around with all the bits and pieces inside. It ' s close to an hour later , when she finally comes out smelling all clean with wrinkly fingers. I have the urge to kiss them , which is really strange. I ' ve never wanted to kiss a girl ' s fingers in my life.
" Feel better? " I ask.
She comes to stand behind the chair I ' m sitting in. " Yeah. How about you? "
I nod my head while I move around some of the little pieces to find what I ' m looking for.
" You tore the whole thing apart , Jay. "
" I know. " I look up at her and wink. " Trust me. I can get it back together again. "
" I know you can. "
Her words do something funny to my chest. Make it sort of tight or something , which makes me feel like an idiot so I ignore it.
" Do you want to take a shower? "
Unable to hold it back , I grin at her. " Are you offering? "
She rolls her eyes , but I swear there ' s a smile hiding in them. " Perv . "
Now I ' m the one smiling because there ' s definitely some kind of happy in her voice. I know it doesn ' t mean anything because even if she wasn ' t over me , I ' m not sticking around , but I can ' t help reveling in the way it feels. I want to hold onto the good because it usually only happens with the three people on this trip with me.
" You like it. Don ' t pretend you don ' t. " I dodge her fist and jump out of the chair.
" You ' re such a boy. Stupido .” She adds and I ' m laughing.
Just to keep giving her shit , I wink at her , before I grab my bag and head into the bathroom. I take a quick shower , brush my teeth , and then I ' m back in the room a few minutes later. I ' m really wanting to take my shirt off because it ' s sort of hot and I don ' t usually sleep in one , but I ' m not sure if I should.
" I ' m going to call my parents to check in. Did you call your mom? " She doesn't look me in the eyes as she speaks which is a total dent to my pride. Does she feel sorry for me? Is she thinking about what I said to her last night? That ' s exactly what I want to avoid , why I don ' t want
" Ha ha .” I run a hand through my hair. " I ' m going to clean up a little and then I ' ll wake her up in like half an hour. That way she only has to jump in the shower real quick before we go. "
Sebastian ' s looking at me with a big ole shit- eating grin on his face.
" Welcome to the club , man. Welcome to the club. " He holds out his fist for me and I bump it , trying to figure out what he ' s talking about.
***
The twelve hour drive is not cool. Sebastian and Aspen play the music a little louder than normal and I ' m pretty sure it ' s because they know mine and Priscilla ' s heads are killing us.
I wondered if things would be awkward with us , but she's acting normal , and if she can do it , I kn ow I definitely needed to man-up and just go with the flow. It ' s what I decided about this trip. All those thoughts crowding my brain , I want to shove in a back corner , lock them away , be like the rest of them. Like Priscilla , Sebastian and Aspen. The way they ' ve always thought I was until recently.
Kind of hard to hide getting picked up at the jail and a busted up hand.
Around seven we pull up at a hotel in Grand Island , Nebraska. Tomorrow we should only have around ten hours to go and we ' ll be in Chicago. I can ' t freaking wait.
Sebastian kills the engine and turns to face Priscilla and me . " We ' re gonna get our own room. Cool? "
I look over at Priscilla and when she shrugs , I tell him it ' s all right . A few minutes later , we ' re in our room while the others are next door. It ' s one of those rooms with a connecting door and our room has two beds. If this had been a movie , they would have been full so we would have had to share a bed. Why doesn ' t stuff like that happen in real life?
Priscilla goes into the bathroom to take a bath , so I start screwing around with the DVD player. It ' s easy for me to get it apart and mess around with all the bits and pieces inside. It ' s close to an hour later , when she finally comes out smelling all clean with wrinkly fingers. I have the urge to kiss them , which is really strange. I ' ve never wanted to kiss a girl ' s fingers in my life.
" Feel better? " I ask.
She comes to stand behind the chair I ' m sitting in. " Yeah. How about you? "
I nod my head while I move around some of the little pieces to find what I ' m looking for.
" You tore the whole thing apart , Jay. "
" I know. " I look up at her and wink. " Trust me. I can get it back together again. "
" I know you can. "
Her words do something funny to my chest. Make it sort of tight or something , which makes me feel like an idiot so I ignore it.
" Do you want to take a shower? "
Unable to hold it back , I grin at her. " Are you offering? "
She rolls her eyes , but I swear there ' s a smile hiding in them. " Perv . "
Now I ' m the one smiling because there ' s definitely some kind of happy in her voice. I know it doesn ' t mean anything because even if she wasn ' t over me , I ' m not sticking around , but I can ' t help reveling in the way it feels. I want to hold onto the good because it usually only happens with the three people on this trip with me.
" You like it. Don ' t pretend you don ' t. " I dodge her fist and jump out of the chair.
" You ' re such a boy. Stupido .” She adds and I ' m laughing.
Just to keep giving her shit , I wink at her , before I grab my bag and head into the bathroom. I take a quick shower , brush my teeth , and then I ' m back in the room a few minutes later. I ' m really wanting to take my shirt off because it ' s sort of hot and I don ' t usually sleep in one , but I ' m not sure if I should.
" I ' m going to call my parents to check in. Did you call your mom? " She doesn't look me in the eyes as she speaks which is a total dent to my pride. Does she feel sorry for me? Is she thinking about what I said to her last night? That ' s exactly what I want to avoid , why I don ' t want
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