Let's Get Lost by Sarra Manning

Author:Sarra Manning
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Emotional problems of teenagers, Social Issues - Dating & Sex, Social Issues, Death, Emotions & Feelings, Behavior, Emotional problems, Juvenile Fiction, Fiction, Children: Young Adult (Gr. 10-12), Interpersonal relations, Dating & Sex, Guilt, Death & Dying, Social Issues - Emotions & Feelings, Social Issues - Death & Dying, General, Friendship, Children's Books - Young Adult Fiction, Adolescence
ISBN: 9780142411858
Publisher: Penguin Group
Published: 2008-06-17T07:00:00+00:00

Let's Get Lost

16

Dot finally left, after a lazy day of homework, eating our body weight in chocolate, and curling up on my bed to watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind again. She swore that what had happened in Smith’s room would stay in Smith’s room, but I knew how easily she caved in under pressure. ’Sides, Monday morning meant a brand-new week, which meant a brand-new power struggle.

“Snogged any geeks lately?” was Nancy’s cheery greeting as I strolled into the common room, and Dot, who was perched on the arm of her chair, became engrossed in the rickrack around the hem of her skirt and wouldn’t look me in the eye.

“Not lately, no,” I said blandly, heart pounding, but then Nancy started a convoluted story about some girl from her drama group and someone who played football with her brother and nothing had changed.

Except everything had changed because just after lunch, I got a text from Smith: “When can we hook up again?”

I looked up to see the Trio of Evil, power-walking down the corridor Mean Girls style, and settled for a cryptic, “Patience, Grasshopper, patience.” It sounded far more alluring than the sad truth—that I wasn’t allowed out on school nights under pain of death.

“You’re surgically attached to your phone today,” Dot said, linking her arm through mine so she could haul me off.

“He just texted me,” I hissed once we were sitting on the stairs that led up to the Domestic Science kitchens. I couldn’t hold it in any longer, despite all the stern lectures I’d given myself about trusting no one, not even Dot. “Do you think he’s really into me?”

I’d officially turned into one of those sappy girls who had no topic of conversation other than a boy. It didn’t help that Smith and I were now having text sex, like, all the time. Man, he could be really rude without using any vowels. Not that I showed Dot his hundred and sixty character eulogy to my “bttm,” but the way I went on about Smith, you’d have thought that he was the main reason why the sun rose up every morning and the earth rotated and there were stars in the sky.

Dot took it in very good humor. She listened dutifully, every afternoon, eyes wide and head nodding gravely as I glossed over that day’s text messages and speculated on how I could string him along until the weekend. But all she really wanted to know was about the sex, because obviously the scant details I’d already provided weren’t enough.

“What did it feel like? Did it hurt? Did he say weird stuff while you were doing it? Did you have an orgasm?”

It was like I’d become the Oracle of doing it. She followed me home so she could keep throwing these X-rated questions at me out of the side of her mouth. Felix was lurking, and every now and again, his eyes would go really wide and he’d squeak, “Ewwwww!” He sounded uncannily like Summer from The OC, which freaked me out.

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