couch and grinned. “Hey, Sadie. Heather said you wouldn’t mind if I came to hang out with you guys.”
It didn’t bother me to have him here, but why didn’t she tell me about it? I guessed she was just trying to play matchmaker with me as usual, probably hoping it would create an opportunity for the two of us to hook-up before our date.
“Sure, of course.” I set my bag down and crossed the room, sitting with him on the couch. I might as well make the best of the situation. I’d wanted to feel like a normal teenager today and talking to a cute boy seemed to fall under that category.
“Can I get you a soda or something, Nick?” Heather said, leaning her chest down over the back of the sofa, blocking his face from mine. I had to lean back to brush her hair out of my eyes.
“Sure, I’ll take a soda,” he replied.
“I could use a drink,” I said, but Heather scampered off to the kitchen without looking at me. Did she not hear me or had she ignored me on purpose?
“So Nick, are you playing any sports this year?”
“I’m on the water polo team. We’re in the quarterfinals next week.” He seemed a lot more comfortable than he did at school the other day.
“Cool, maybe I’ll come and watch you guys play.”
A genuine smile gleamed on his face. “For sure, you should definitely come.”
We both glanced at Heather as she traipsed back in the room with a glass of soda in each hand. She handed one to Nick, sitting down so close she was practically in his lap and took a sip from the remaining glass.
She looked at Nick and ignored me. “So what are we talking about?”
“Do you think I could get a drink, Heather?” I asked.
“Oh, did you want one, Sadie?” she said. “Sorry, I didn’t realize. You know where the glasses are, right?”
“Yeah, sure.”
I got up and walked around the corner to the kitchen. Everything she said sounded harmless enough, but something was off about her tone. I poured myself a drink and headed back to the room. It was empty.
Heather’s house was large enough that they had a room dedicated to games and entertainment. I headed in that direction. It was the mostly likely place they would’ve gone.
When I entered the room I found the two of them leaning closely over the pool table, Heather’s back nestled against him as he gave her pointers on how to aim the cue stick. I thought this was curious considering Heather was one of the better pool players I knew. I was the one who could probably use some pointers.
“What do you guys want to do?” I asked, pretending not to notice their close proximity.
Nick stood abruptly when he heard my voice and turned. “We’re just playing some pool, wanna join?”
“Sadie doesn’t like pool,” Heather answered.
“Only because I’m not very good at it,” I added.
Nick walked to my chair and offered me his hand. “That’s okay. I can help you if you want.” He pulled me up and handed me the cue stick. I thought I noticed a small frown on Heather’s face but when I caught her gaze she sent a somewhat encouraging look.
“Why don’t you take a practice shot?” Nick suggested.
I leaned over the table to aim. I moved my arm back and forward to hit the ball but the chime of the doorbell caused me to flinch. The ball rolled completely off path, not hitting anything before it landed in the corner pocket.
“Oh woops,” I said.
“I wonder who could be at the door,” Heather said, not sounding the least bit surprised. She skipped out of the room.
“Are there other people coming over?” I wondered aloud.
Nick looked at me blankly. “I was just about to ask you the same question.” We both shrugged.
“Your shot,” I said, handing Nick the cue stick again. “Hopefully you can hit a little better than I can.”
“It would be hard to do any worse,” he teased. He poked my side with his finger.
The tickle made me jump. “You better watch out,” I said. “Two can play at that game.”
I grinned
It didn’t bother me to have him here, but why didn’t she tell me about it? I guessed she was just trying to play matchmaker with me as usual, probably hoping it would create an opportunity for the two of us to hook-up before our date.
“Sure, of course.” I set my bag down and crossed the room, sitting with him on the couch. I might as well make the best of the situation. I’d wanted to feel like a normal teenager today and talking to a cute boy seemed to fall under that category.
“Can I get you a soda or something, Nick?” Heather said, leaning her chest down over the back of the sofa, blocking his face from mine. I had to lean back to brush her hair out of my eyes.
“Sure, I’ll take a soda,” he replied.
“I could use a drink,” I said, but Heather scampered off to the kitchen without looking at me. Did she not hear me or had she ignored me on purpose?
“So Nick, are you playing any sports this year?”
“I’m on the water polo team. We’re in the quarterfinals next week.” He seemed a lot more comfortable than he did at school the other day.
“Cool, maybe I’ll come and watch you guys play.”
A genuine smile gleamed on his face. “For sure, you should definitely come.”
We both glanced at Heather as she traipsed back in the room with a glass of soda in each hand. She handed one to Nick, sitting down so close she was practically in his lap and took a sip from the remaining glass.
She looked at Nick and ignored me. “So what are we talking about?”
“Do you think I could get a drink, Heather?” I asked.
“Oh, did you want one, Sadie?” she said. “Sorry, I didn’t realize. You know where the glasses are, right?”
“Yeah, sure.”
I got up and walked around the corner to the kitchen. Everything she said sounded harmless enough, but something was off about her tone. I poured myself a drink and headed back to the room. It was empty.
Heather’s house was large enough that they had a room dedicated to games and entertainment. I headed in that direction. It was the mostly likely place they would’ve gone.
When I entered the room I found the two of them leaning closely over the pool table, Heather’s back nestled against him as he gave her pointers on how to aim the cue stick. I thought this was curious considering Heather was one of the better pool players I knew. I was the one who could probably use some pointers.
“What do you guys want to do?” I asked, pretending not to notice their close proximity.
Nick stood abruptly when he heard my voice and turned. “We’re just playing some pool, wanna join?”
“Sadie doesn’t like pool,” Heather answered.
“Only because I’m not very good at it,” I added.
Nick walked to my chair and offered me his hand. “That’s okay. I can help you if you want.” He pulled me up and handed me the cue stick. I thought I noticed a small frown on Heather’s face but when I caught her gaze she sent a somewhat encouraging look.
“Why don’t you take a practice shot?” Nick suggested.
I leaned over the table to aim. I moved my arm back and forward to hit the ball but the chime of the doorbell caused me to flinch. The ball rolled completely off path, not hitting anything before it landed in the corner pocket.
“Oh woops,” I said.
“I wonder who could be at the door,” Heather said, not sounding the least bit surprised. She skipped out of the room.
“Are there other people coming over?” I wondered aloud.
Nick looked at me blankly. “I was just about to ask you the same question.” We both shrugged.
“Your shot,” I said, handing Nick the cue stick again. “Hopefully you can hit a little better than I can.”
“It would be hard to do any worse,” he teased. He poked my side with his finger.
The tickle made me jump. “You better watch out,” I said. “Two can play at that game.”
I grinned
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