“What did he call you?” I ask.
“Oh.” She beams at me. “Only a leech.” My eyes widen, and I look to Nix, who chokes on his drink.
I throw my carrot stick at his face. “That’s not very nice.” It smacks him in the eye, and I smile. “Goal!” I cheer, and everyone whoops.
“Hey, don’t assault my boyfriend!” Holly says. I narrow my eyes at her.
“Babe, chill. She’s just playing.” Nixon smiles down at her as I crush my next carrot stick in half by squeezing it.
“Whoa,” Easton says, feeling my biceps. “You’ve been working out.” He winks, again.
I smack him on the back of the head. He winces. I laugh, throwing my arm around him and bringing his face in close, laying a sloppy kiss on his cheek which has him beaming. I look to Everett who is watching Leslie closely as she pretends to ignore him. Definitely something going on here.
“Hey, Monroe. Can I talk to you after lunch?” I look at Nixon, and Holly looks between us, frowning.
“Nope. Sorry, got stuff to do.” I crunch loudly into my carrot.
“It’s important,” he protests
“Oh, I’m sure it is, but like I said, I have things to do.”
Just then, William walks up to me. “Hey, Monroe, you think I could catch you after lunch?”
Turning around, I smile at him. “I’m free now, are you?”
He smiles. “Sure am.” He puts out his hand and I take it.
Looking over my shoulder, I say, “See you guys later.”
Nixon’s glaring at me but I pay him no mind. He’s not my best friend anymore. Even if he was there for me last night, I don’t care. William leads me to the floor-to-ceiling glass windows that look out to the courtyard. “So, there’s a party at my house this weekend.”
I focus on the skaters outside as they do tricks. “I heard.” I keep my voice light.
“And I was wondering if you’d like to come?”
Finally looking at him, I frown. “Was I not invited?”
His eyes widen as he rakes his fingers through his gorgeous black hair. “Fuck, I suck at this. I’m trying to ask if you’d like to hang out with me at my party.” He looks to his feet, red painting his cheeks.
“I’d love to!” I smile at him, picking invisible lint off his blazer.
We say our goodbyes as the bell rings. I make my way to statistics. Only one more class until cheer class and then I can go home.