Finding Willow by Pickett Michelle K

Author:Pickett, Michelle K. [Pickett, Michelle K.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Clean Teen Publishing
Published: 2014-10-02T04:00:00+00:00

Beginning of Senior Year—Michigan

Sitting on the bleachers, I watched my new school’s football team trounce some other school.

I took a sip of my pop. “They’re pretty good,” I said, tipping my cup toward the field.

“Yeah. Undefeated for… oh, I can’t remember how many years, but a few,” the guy sitting next to me said. I didn’t know him. He just happened to sit down next to me, and we started talking. His name was John, but everyone called him Jo-Jo.

Manny sat on the other side of me. He seemed pretty cool, but he was with his girl so he didn’t get to talk much. But when the ref made a bogus call or our team made an excellent play, he’d lean over to say something. He talked so fast that he reminded me of a used-car salesman.

I wasn’t really watching the game. It was a blow out anyway. All that was left was for the clock to run out.

I caught sight of her climbing the bleachers after a snack run—she held the biggest blob of pink cotton candy I’d ever seen. She stopped three levels down from where I sat. One of her friends shook her head and said something, and the girl laughed. I had the crazy need to jump down the bleachers so I could hear it.

She was pretty, from what I could see. Very pretty. Dark hair, just past her shoulders. Small. Not just thin, but small. The kind of girl you wanted to fold in your arms and protect from the world.

I shook my head and looked away.

What the hell am I thinking? The last thing I need is a girl.

But my eyes had minds of their own, and my gaze wandered back to her. She sat with another girl and a guy, but body language said they were just friends. She didn’t watch the game. Her body was angled toward her friends—toward me.

I could see her face as she talked and laughed. And before I realized it, I was watching her more than the last few plays of the game. The way her lips lifted when she smiled. How her hands fluttered when she talked, faster when she was excited. The way her tongue darted out to lick a piece of cotton candy off her finger.

Running my hands through my hair, I let out a frustrated breath through my teeth. I squeezed my eyes closed, telling myself over and over I didn’t need a girl. Didn’t want one. But as soon as I raised my head, my gaze was drawn to her.

“Hey, Jo-Jo? Who’s that girl?” I jutted my chin in her direction.

“Who?” Jo-Jo looked in her direction and snorted a laugh, shaking his head. “Oh, man. She’s trouble is who she is. That’s Willow. She’s about the nicest person I know, but she has one big flaw. And it’s huge. She dates Jaden Smith.”

“Who’s he?” I chewed on the straw of my drink.

Jo-Jo smiled pointing to the field. “You’re looking at him. Captain of the football team and major douche.

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