Faking Reality by Sara Fujimura

Author:Sara Fujimura
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates

Chapter

19

“We’re going to have a redo on our last date,” I babble at lunch the next day, after showing everybody Alex’s and my dance video. Both Phil’s version before I made him delete it and then the blooper one Stephanie took in the kitchen, including the fall onto the floor.

“Do we ever get to meet Prince Charming?” Nevaeh swipes one of the Oreos from my lunch.

“Already met him.” Leo swipes an Oreo too, with the arm that doesn’t currently have Lindsay attached to it. “He seems nice.”

“Nice?” Nevaeh scoffs. “My poodle is nice. Going to need some better adjectives, Cinnamon Roll Prince. Or should I call you Sin-amon Roll Prince now that you have detention today?”

“Ha ha.” Leo looks up at the cafeteria’s ceiling for inspiration. “According to Aurora, Alex is ‘Kakkoii ne!’—only said much louder and at a dog-whistle pitch.”

“But what do you think?” Nevaeh presses.

“He’s polite to servers and makes Koty laugh. If she’s happy, then I’m happy.” Leo shrugs. “If you want to come back to the restaurant on Saturday, Koty, I will pay more attention this time and give a detailed review on Monday.”

“Thanks, but I’m ready to fly solo now,” I say.

The bell rings and everybody groans. Leo and I have US History class together right after lunch. For the first time since he and Lindsay officially became a couple, Leo’s right behind me.

“Koty, whatcha doin’ next Monday?” Leo jogs up next to me. “Want to have a Matsuda Monday with the mom units so we can catch up on Kitsune Mask?”

“Nothing, I think, and yeah, I would love to. I thought that was your and Lindsay’s Date Day?”

“Well.” Leo rubs the back of his neck. “The detention news yesterday kinda started a domino effect, which included Lindsay’s parents checking her grades a little closer since her midterms weren’t up to the usual standard. It was the number of missing assignments last quarter despite the many ‘homework sessions’ we had on Matsuda Mondays that put the final nail in the coffin.”

“Wait. Lindsay was attached to you like a barnacle during lunch, so it’s definitely not over.”

“It’s not over, but it’s cut back, at least outside of school. Now I’m on dating lockdown until spring break—or until all my grades come back up to at least a B. Meanwhile, Lindsay might be on dating lockdown until graduation. At least I get to keep my phone. Lindsay has to turn hers in as soon as she gets home, with the exception of twenty minutes right after dinner, which, of course, I’m usually working. So. Not. Fair.”

“I’m sorry,” I say truthfully. “If you are in social-life lockdown, are your parents going to let you come over to my house on Monday?”

“Of course. You’re my dude. Not my girlfriend.”

That truth bomb still hurts, but not nearly as much as it used to.

“Then I will suggest to Mom that she invite your mom over on Monday to watch that new chick flick they were talking about at the New Year party.

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