Made of Stars (Entangled Teen) by Kelley York

Author:Kelley York
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-09-30T22:00:00+00:00

January

Hunter

My morning is spent trying to help Rachael pack, until she tells me I’m making a mess of her attempt at organizing and shoos me away. I sit on the bed and watch instead, trying to make heads or tails of how I feel about her leaving. I think I’ll miss her, and yet I’m relieved at the same time. It’s been stressful trying to take one life and mash it together with another. I can’t help but wonder if Rachael is at all glad to be going back to school.

I want to tell her Chance kissed me, but I don’t know how to get the words to leave my throat. Maybe I don’t have to tell her. Maybe it’s better that I never say anything because it isn’t going to happen again, and it would only hurt her in the long run. In this case, would ignorance be bliss? We’re having enough problems as it is.

When her suitcase is zipped up, Rachael lets out a big breath and turns to me, smiling. “Well. There we go. All packed.” She slides into my lap. “I’m going to miss you.”

“You sure about that?” I wind an arm around her waist reflexively. “You haven’t been enjoying yourself much.”

She sighs. “It’s not that I haven’t enjoyed myself, it’s just… You know. This is a lot different than how we spent time back home.”

Back home. Yeah. Back home, the big difference between here and there is that there, our lives revolved around her. What she wanted to do. Who she wanted to hang out with. It’s no wonder she was unhappy up until the days she and I spent alone—doing what she wanted to do.

I stare at her without saying a word. Rachael’s dark eyes narrow thoughtfully. “You haven’t seemed so thrilled having me here, either, you know.”

“It’s not that. It’s just…” A wry smile tugs at my mouth. “Different.”

Rachael cups my face in her hands. Her skin always smells nice. Lotion-y, but not overdone. It’s one of the few simple things about her. She can’t leave the house if her shoes don’t match her outfit, but she doesn’t need a ton of makeup, and she doesn’t need to drench herself in perfume. I wish more things about her were this simple. It would make her—us—so much easier.

Chance isn’t simple. But his complexity is of a whole different sort. Emotionally, mentally, I can keep up with Rachael in ways I can’t with Chance.

Why am I thinking about him again? My girlfriend is getting on a plane for Florida soon. I have no idea when I’ll see her again. And all I’m thinking about…

“We should get going,” I say, averting my gaze because I can’t stand the way she’s studying me. She moves off my lap with little prompting, but I know by the stiff way she grabs her carry-on and heads for the door without a word or even a kiss—because I know she won’t give me one at the airport in public—she’s not happy.

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