Best Laid Plans [Growing Pains 4 ] by U. M. Lassiter

Author:U. M. Lassiter [Lassiter, U. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00CH82LXC
Publisher: Devine Destinies
Published: 2013-04-14T12:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

I

tried to figure Lorna Louise’s angle.

I was certain of one thing—she didn’t have my best interests in mind. Someone like her was just out for herself. “She probably sees you as her ticket to the big time,” Ryan said.

We’d just finished up a particularly satisfying and acrobatic sex session after we got back to the farm from our date. Now Ryan was nestled in the crook of my arm as usual, with my giant bicep for a pillow. As we cooled down from our exertions, I idly traced his steely abs with my fingertip.

“Big time. I get it!” I snickered as I reached over and poked Ryan in the ribs with my other hand. My recent discovery that Ryan was desperately ticklish added a new and exciting dimension to teasing my boyfriend.

“Stop that,” he said with mock annoyance as he grabbed my big mitt.

“I mean it,” he continued, “I think she wants to parlay this into a national story.”

“Oh my god,” I said. The thought of being chased by cameras everywhere I went made me queasy.

“We’ve talked about this before, you know.”

“Yeah.”

“Unless you want to go live in a cave somewhere, you should probably just get used to it.”

I’d talked about this to Ryan and Bob and even Gram. She told me I shouldn’t hide my light under a bushel, that I am who I am and to just make the best of it. Even so, the thought of being some sort of public spectacle horrified me.

“I’m certain you’re this way for a reason, Alex,” she’s told me on more than one occasion. That’s all fine and good, but my gram is hardly impartial.

“I suppose you’re right,” I said.

“Of course I am,” Ryan answered as he snuggled deeper into my arms and we drifted off to sleep.

I went to school straight from the farm the next morning. I didn’t like to dip into Bob’s and Lauren’s groceries on days that I wasn’t working, so I shared some of Ryan’s breakfast cereal—all of it, actually—and then stopped off to load up on breakfast burritos.

To my chagrin, the Channel 4 news van was parked out in front of the school. As I drove past it, I saw Camera Guy hike his camera to his shoulder and start running for the parking lot, followed by Lorna.

“Good morning, Alex,” she said as I did the Checker ChaCha and then stood up.

“Why are you here?” I asked.

“We have permission to be here,” she said.

“Oh, really?”

I made a beeline for the school offices, with Lorna and

Camera Guy running along behind. Once inside the administration building, I headed straight to Mr. Buchanan’s office. In his outer office, I pushed right through the counter gate and past his secretary.

“Alex, wait, you can’t...” she said, but I just kept going. I opened his office door without knocking and jammed through my head and shoulders. Mr. Buchanan, and a student who was with him, looked up at me startled and wide-eyed.

“Mr. Johnson,” he said angrily.

“This will only take a minute,” I said calmly.

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