Changing Jamie by Dakota Chase

Author:Dakota Chase
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: YA GLBT Fiction/Literature, Source: Amazon
ISBN: 9781603703512
Publisher: Prizm
Published: 2007-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

I’d tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep. Billy’s face haunted me; again and again I heard him yell at me to get out of his hospital room. I felt like I didn’t even know him anymore, like maybe I’d never really known him at all.

He was a stranger wearing a friend’s face.

Outside, the sky was gray and gloomy. Rain was in the forecast for that afternoon, but I wondered if it would hold off that long. It looked as though it was going to pour any minute.

At school, I hesitated to seek out Dylan. What we had together was so new and fragile that I was afraid to talk to him, scared to be seen with him in public. What would I do if he ignored me, or worse, got angry with me? I didn’t want to give his friends the “wrong” idea about us. I felt like I was walking on eggshells.

I spotted him leaning against the wall of the school near the basketball court. He looked great in his jeans and gray, open-throated, button down shirt. I could see the tip of his undershirt peeking at the neckline, startlingly white against his tanned skin.

He was laughing at something one of his friends said, deep dimples showing in his cheeks. I remembered touching those cheeks when we’d kissed, his five o’clock shadow prickly against the palm of my hand. Dylan’s eyes flicked in my direction and a shadow passed over them. Great, I thought, turning away. He doesn’t want to talk to me in public. I could understand it, but I really needed him, especially after last night. I wanted to share the information I’d found online and talk about it with him, try to make sense of it. I turned away, walking toward the picnic tables outside of the cafeteria.

“Hey, Jamie! Hold up!”

I stopped, looking backward over my shoulder. Dylan was jogging toward me, his heavy backpack dangling by the strap in one hand. I felt a huge sense of relief as I waited for him to catch up to me.

“You look like crap,” he said. His turquoise eyes looked troubled, worried even. He was worried about me? Did that mean he cared? I felt an inexplicable bubble of happiness displace some of the misery I’d been wallowing in.

“I couldn’t sleep. Do you have time to talk before class?” I asked. My eyes darted toward the group of his friends so that he would know that the question really was “Can you talk before class while your buddies are watching?”

His eyes followed mine. “You worry too much,” he said, shrugging his shoulders. “As far as they’re concerned, we’re talking about English IV. Hamlet, remember?” His easy grin returned, and he winked. “Let’s sit down.”

I nodded. “Yeah, English. Okay.” I followed him, sitting across from him at one of the picnic tables. To complete the illusion, I pulled a notebook and the English IV textbook out of my backpack, opening it to a random page. “I surfed the web last night, Dylan.

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