Everyone Hates Kelsie Miller by Meredith Ireland

Author:Meredith Ireland [Ireland, Meredith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S&S Books for Young Readers
Published: 2022-10-11T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Eric and I had been weird since dinner. He’d tried a couple of more times to talk about why I didn’t like him, but I shut it down and he stewed. It wasn’t surprising. Eric had always been a sore loser on the rare occasions I actually bested him.

The tension between us didn’t get any better on the way to the Inn at Penn. We decided to scope out the hotel in case Bri wandered in or out. Jessica still hadn’t messaged Eric, and he, of course, had an arsenal of excuses for the radio silence after I’d made the mistake of asking.

“Sorry, did you say something?” Eric said as we walked down the street.

“No,” I said. “Did you?”

“No.”

See what I mean? Tense and weird.

“What do you plan on saying to Bri if we do see her at the hotel?” Eric asked. “Have you thought about it yet?”

I sighed deeply. “I want to ask her what happened, why our friendship wasn’t worth enough for her to even tell me what was wrong. She didn’t give me an opportunity to fix it, no heads-up there even was a problem. There have been moments where I’ve wondered: why am I doing all this for someone who doesn’t think I’m worth talking to? But, like we said before: I can’t let this go. I’m just not sure I’ll have the courage to say any of that if she actually will talk to me.”

“It seems wrong that she’d just stop talking to you out of nowhere,” Eric said. “Cruel, almost.”

I stopped and stared at him. “I could say the same about Jessica.”

“It’s not the same. She’s…” He paused and rubbed the back of his neck. “You’re right. Neither of them is cruel. There must be reasons and that’s why we’re here, right? To find them and find out.”

He held open the door to the hotel and we walked into a sitting area. To the left was a fancy large bar connected to a restaurant. The main entrance with the check-in desk was probably up the stairs. But there were couches and tables where we could sit and wait.

“Should we go to the bar?” Eric asked.

“Like we’re middle-aged colleagues? They’ll kick us out,” I said.

“Okay, let’s grab a table, then,” he replied.

We wandered over and sat on orange couches set up facing each other like a booth.

Eric glanced at his phone. “It’s after eight. We need to find them soon. We can leave at nine-ish and blame traffic, but any later than that and we won’t get home until two a.m. There will be questions.”

“Let me think,” I said.

One hour. Jesus that was not enough time. I ran my hands over my face. Okay, I needed to think like Bri. What would she do? Knowing how likable she was, would she really come back to the hotel and stay in for the night? Maybe, to get a full night’s rest if she had a tour tomorrow morning. No. I was thinking like me. Bri

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