Catching Liam by Geneva Lee

Author:Geneva Lee [Lee, Geneva]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ivy Estate

Chapter Eighteen

My phone rang as soon as I walked into the apartment. Jess looked up from her textbook and made a kissy face, but when I pulled it from my pocket, the number flashing across the screen wasn’t Liam’s. I’d spent the day floating on Cloud Nine, so trust Tara to sense that from hundred of miles away and ruin my high. I considered not answering it, but I’d avoided most of her calls the last few weeks, which meant I had to give in eventually or risk her wrath.

“Hi Mom,” I said, taking the phone into my room and shutting the door.

“You answered! It’s a miracle.” The tone of her voice said differently.

“I’ve been busy with midterms,” I explained, which was mostly true. I didn’t add that I’d also been caught up in a significant amount of extracurricular activity.

“That’s why I called. Your father and I will be arriving at eleven a.m. sharp on Saturday,” she said. “So make sure you’re caught up with homework by then.”

“Saturday?” I repeated.

There was a long sigh on the other end of the line. “Parents’ Weekend.”

How could I have forgotten that was coming up? My father insisted on coming into town each year for the football games and other festivities, meant to attract alumni and parental donations to the school. It normally wasn’t too bad.

“Bring that boy you’re seeing,” Tara instructed me.

I froze, grateful we were on the phone and she couldn’t see my reaction. “What boy?”

“You know very well what boy,” she said. “Jess mentioned him.”

“She did, huh?” If I came with a warning indicator, it would be blinking red.

“Remember eleven sharp, and don’t dress like a hoochie.”

I hung up before I could ask Tara how a hoochie dressed, just so I could get it right to piss her off. Slamming my door behind me, I trudged into the living room. Jess stared up at me.

“Your mom called me,” she confessed. “I didn’t get a chance to warn you.”

“And you told her about Liam?” I asked, planting my fists on my hips to reinforce the glare I leveled at her.

“I accidentally said ‘I think she’s with Liam.’” Jess chewed on her lip. I knew she was sorry, and I knew it was a mistake, but she certainly hadn’t made my life easier.

“Actually I was with Cassie, getting a tattoo,” I said. I dropped onto the couch beside her and hugged my knees to my chest.

“Hold it,” Jess said. “You got a tattoo?”

“Yeah, I got a huge ‘Loose lips sink ships’ tat on my ass,” I said.

Jess smacked me on the arm. “I’m sorry, okay?”

“Cassie got a tattoo. Some picture Trevor drew.”

“Well, there goes their relationship,” Jess said, shaking her head.

“Mine will be over this weekend.”

“What? Why?”

“Parents’ Weekend,” I reminded her. Jess’s parents never bothered coming in, so last year she’d endured four hours of the Nichols family’s two favorite activities: torture and interrogation. Tara should work for a BlackOps devision—she could wear anyone down.

“Oh.” Her response was as small as her voice, confirming my suspicion that last year had been as terrible as I remembered.

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