Foreign Exchange by Sophia Lowell

Author:Sophia Lowell [LOWELL, SOPHIA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV023000
ISBN: 9780316199650
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2011-05-16T16:00:00+00:00

thirteen

Locker room, Wednesday after basketball practice

Finn was one of the last guys to hit the showers after basketball practice. He was having too good a time hanging out with Celeste to realize how late it was getting, and it wasn’t until half the team came out of the locker room smelling of shampoo and deodorant that he realized he needed to hurry up and shower before Glee practice. He gave Celeste directions to the choir room and told her he’d meet her there.

It was nice to have the locker room almost to himself so he could belt out some tunes in the shower without any of the other guys throwing jockstraps at him or making fart noises. As he sang his favorite REO Speedwagon song and soaped up, he couldn’t stop thinking about Celeste. She was really awesome—she had that certain je ne sais quoi that people like Kurt were always talking about, although he wasn’t quite sure what it meant. And she was totally different from the confusing, high-strung American girls, like Quinn and Rachel. When they were dating, Quinn was always telling him what to do, what to wear, and whom to talk to, which was some nerve for a girl who had been hooking up with his best friend behind his back. And after he’d been dating Rachel for less than a week, she had a relationship calendar printed up so that they’d never forget the anniversary of all their firsts: the first time Finn talked to her, the first time Finn told her she had an amazing voice, the first time Finn kissed her. Then she’d broken up with him. Crazy, right? He’d bet that she had probably penciled in “First Breakup” afterward, too. Rachel was a fan of details.

But thinking about Rachel made him feel a little weird, so he turned his mind back to Celeste as the hot water beat down on his shoulders. She had a beautiful voice—sexy, raspy, and with a strong French accent that made him think of the classified ads in the back of the Playboys that were always circulating in the locker room—and that hair. She was like Goldilocks, and Finn thought maybe—just maybe—she might be kind of interested in him. She touched his arm or his back every chance she got, which might have just been a French thing along the lines of cheek kissing.

Finn had spaced out so long he realized he didn’t hear the sounds of the other guys anymore and must be the last one out of the locker room. He quickly grabbed his oversized white towel from the hook near the shower door, rubbed his hair dry, and wrapped the towel around his waist. He padded back to his locker in his flip-flops, which squished against the concrete floor. He’d been so busy daydreaming about Celeste that he almost wasn’t surprised to get to his locker and hear a familiar French voice come from behind him.

“I like your towel, Finn.”

Finn spun around. Celeste, her

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