Confessions of a Triple Shot Betty by Jody Gehrman

Author:Jody Gehrman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2010-03-01T05:00:00+00:00

Sunday, July 27

10:20 A.M.

Hero and Amber called all last night and this morning. My mom keeps asking, “What is it, babe? Why won’t you talk?” I just told her it was personal and sequestered myself in my room.

I don’t know what to think. My cousin and my best friend totally lied to me.

Ben Bettaglia, my rival since the fifth grade, kissed me.

Sometimes, a girl just has to dive under the duvet and regroup.

8:30 P.M.

After hiding in my room most of the day, I heard a knock on my door—a delicate tapping sound that somehow penetrated the folds of my bedspread. Fifty bucks said those were Hero’s tiny, French-manicured fingers out there.

“Yeah?” I called from under the covers.

Sure enough, Hero said, “Let me in, Geebs.”

I flung the comforter off of me and bellowed, “Go away, Judas!”

“Please?”

“Traitor!”

There was a pause. It lasted so long I almost wondered if she’d retreated on tiptoe, but then her small, clear voice said, “I’m coming in.”

“No, you’re not.”

“Yes, I am.”

I yanked the comforter back over my head. There was no lock on my door—my mother, who unfortunately models herself after Mussolini on issues of personal privacy, won’t allow it. I pressed my face flat against the sheets and listened as Hero entered my room. Boy, she had some nerve. I felt her weight (what there was of it) pressing into my side of the bed. I rolled away.

“Geena, I’m sorry. Really, I am.” She paused, but I didn’t respond. “It was selfish and wrong, but I didn’t think you’d get hurt.”

I threw the duvet off so suddenly, she shrank away from me, looking terrified. “Oh, really? You didn’t think it would hurt, discovering that my best friend and my cousin tricked me into believing a boy actually likes me?”

Hero grabbed my hand with a pleading look. “We thought you’d be cute together. All you needed was a little nudge.”

“A nudge? This is not a nudge. This is tactical warfare.”

I heard Mom talking to someone in the hallway, their voices low. Then there was another knock at my bedroom door. I clutched my forehead. “Who is it?”

“It’s me,” Amber said.

“Come on in,” I called, “we’re just reviewing Operation Disgrace Geena Sloane.”

Amber closed the door behind her and leaned against it. “Wow,” she said. “You look terrible.”

“Thanks,” I replied. “You look like the girl who sold me down the river.”

She crossed the room and flounced onto the bed. “Don’t be so melodramatic,” she said. “There’s no damage done.”

“Says you.”

Amber took out her lip gloss and applied a thick coat. “Geena, you know perfectly well that our plan worked. You like Ben, Ben likes you, we all live happily ever after.”

“And I suppose you were only thinking of me, huh? Not of Alistair Drake, for example.” I let that statement hang there, watching them squirm.

“How’d you know about that?” Hero asked.

Amber shot her a hostile look. “Ever try denying an accusation, Hero?”

“I have my ways,” I said, hoping to sound mysterious and knowing.

“The end result,” Amber said, “is the best of all worlds.

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