It's All About Us by Shelley Adina

Author:Shelley Adina [ADINA, SHELLEY]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: JUV000000
ISBN: 9780446537285
Publisher: FaithWords
Published: 2008-05-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

WHEN WE GOT out of Math, Callum stopped me just outside in the hall, smiling down into my eyes in a way that made the pandemonium all around us fade into background music.

“You doing anything tonight?”

I shook my head.

“Want to come over to my place?”

“Your house?” I asked, just to clarify he didn’t mean the common room in the boys’ dorm or something.

“Yeah. My mom has a committee meeting, my dad’s in Houston, and my sisters”—he did a one-shoulder shrug—“are both away at college. We’ll have the place to ourselves.”

Even if I’d had plans, I’d have canceled them. But he didn’t need to know that. I pulled my iPhone out and made a show of checking a schedule I knew by heart. It’s easy to remember a lot of blank space. “No, nothing. I’d love to come.”

That grin again, the one I adored. “Great. Meet you out front right after dinner.”

Needless to say, I spent the rest of the day spacing on classes and planning what I’d wear. When Gillian got back to our room I was deep in strategizing, clothes all over my bed and the closet doors draped in blouses and skirts.

“Don’t tell me.” She dropped her backpack at the end of the bed and sat, staring at the chaos. “You’re going out with Callum.”

“Why did I ever think that leaving half my clothes at Dad’s was a good idea?” I moaned. “Callum invited me over to his place and I don’t have a single thing to wear.”

“Will there be tuxes and pearls?”

“No. No one but him and me.”

“That nixes everything with a skirt, then.”

Ah. The process of elimination. I was such a wreck that Gillian’s orderly mind was exactly what I needed.

“Are you going hiking or snowboarding?”

“No.”

“Then put away the jeans and sweaters. The hoodie and the Aran cable-knit, too.”

I did. This did not leave much in the middle of the bed.

“So, totally alone, huh?”

“I hope so.” Oh, yummy thought.

“Then if you’re really going to do this, wear the velvet skinny jeans and the ruffled silk tank top, and the crocheted cashmere wrap sweater over it.”

What did she mean? Of course I was going to do this. I hugged the sweater to my chest. Soft, approachable. “You’re a genius.”

She rolled her eyes. “Tell that to Milsom. I think he has a deliberate hate on for me.”

“After last night, it can’t be worse than the hate he has on for me.” I dropped my voice. “‘Miss Mansfield, don’t compound the trouble you’re in.’” I stripped off my fake wool skirt and white shirt, and kicked off my socks.

“Compounds,” Gillian said with a grin. “That’s exactly the trouble I’m in. He doesn’t listen when I say we’d get better results if we used magnesium in the stupid experiment.” Then she sobered. “Hey, speaking of stupid experiments, don’t you have some genetics thing due soon? When am I supposed to help you with that?”

The velvet jeans felt so soft and cuddly. I imagined cozying up with Callum, and a tingle went through me.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.