Lament by Maggie Stiefvater

Author:Maggie Stiefvater [Stiefvater, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, Ltd.
Published: 2011-04-06T14:00:00+00:00

Dave’s Ice was officially dead. The hazy blue-gray sky of earlier had traded in its stifling heat for growing knots of storm clouds, and no one was in the mood to get ice cream. I leaned against the counter, staring out the large pane-glass windows at the gathering clouds and playing with the iron key, sliding it back and forth on its chain. I could think of one thousand places I’d rather be.

I didn’t want to look at the clock, because it would just remind me how much longer I had to stay here. I didn’t want to read old text messages from James, because that would just remind me how nobody had called and updated me on Granna yet.

“He gave you that, didn’t he?” Sara interrupted my boredom. She leaned against the other side of the counter, revealing a lot more of her cleavage than I’d ever wanted to see. Even though she was wearing the same chaste Dave’s apron I was, she’d managed to find a shirt that made it look like all she was wearing was the chaste Dave’s apron.

I glanced up at her. “Yeah.”

“I saw you guys on that first day, sitting out by the car. He really is cute.”

“Yeah.”

Sara leaned toward me, conspiratorial. “And older. He’s a senior, isn’t he?”

“Yeah.”

She poked a finger in her ear and squinted out the window as if trying to see what I was looking at. “I know I said it before, but I just can’t get over, like, that someone like you ended up with someone like him. No offense. Seriously, no offense.”

Previously, on Deirdre’s Life: in the last installment of our show, Deirdre receives casual put-down from Sara, and because Deirdre’s socially paralyzed, she takes it without a squeak.

This week on Deirdre’s Life: Deirdre fights back.

I rolled my eyes toward her. “I think older guys go for a more subtle look, don’t you?”

Sara followed my gaze down into the cavern between her breasts. “I—uh—never noticed. Do they?”

“Yes,” I said firmly, warming to my theory. “You know, younger guys want arm candy. Older guys want depth.” I swallowed a smile and went in for the kill. “It’s why I wouldn’t date any of the guys from school.” I couldn’t believe I was having this conversation with her—like we were friends. I wondered if this was how the other girls in high school were, the ones that babbled in front of their lockers about their boyfriends and the music they liked. Maybe they were all just pretending to be buddy-buddy, when really they knew nothing about each other.

Sara’s eyes opened wide. “That’s why you didn’t date? I totally thought it was because you were some kind of freak.”

On a scale of one to ten, Sara definitely scored an eleven on the Tact-O-Meter. I don’t know how I could have been intimidated by her before. I shrugged. “That’s what a lot of people say who don’t know me. Their loss.”

The awed look on Sara’s face was worth a million bucks. The feeling I had pulsing through my veins was worth a million more.

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