My Big Nose and Other Natural Disasters by Sydney Salter

Author:Sydney Salter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Chapter Sixteen

MARGARITA MADNESS

I pulled into the Mexican restaurant's parking lot in a bad mood, especially for a Wednesday. No Gideon. No luscious lips. No long lashes. No wild black curly hair. No toxic toenails. Helen had helped me carry the cakes into the kitchen, making small talk. A couple of older ladies whispered about me. I'd wanted to ask about him, but I didn't want to appear interested/desperate/stalkerish. After all, he pretty much thought I was a big-nosed freak who obsessed about feet.

Finally, after coming back into the kitchen for the third time, Helen said, "Gideon's studying music at Stanford for the next two weeks." She smiled. "I could tell by the way you kept looking back toward his room that you wanted to know."

Was I totally staring at his door? Oh, God, Jory, get a grip. Why do I even like him? He's a total goofball who plays the violin. Dorky, right? And he's not all that good-looking because of the nose thing. We could never breed. Plus, he's some kind of delinquent because he got kicked out of school. Hopefully, Megan would talk some sense into me over lunch. Though I had a feeling it would be all Tyler this and Tyler that. Hannah had been talking with Megan all week and bugging me a thousand times a day to talk to her myself. So here I was at the Mexican place. Ready to talk. Actually, I felt kind of relieved that Tyler didn't like me because he didn't like girls. That meant it wasn't a looks thing.

I didn't see Bugsy parked outside, but I went in to get a table anyway. Megan waved me over from a booth by the windows where she was sitting with two older guys in suits, all of them sharing a jumbo margarita with four straws. One of the guys scooted over and made room for me as Megan gushed, "Guys, this is my bestest friend Jory. Jory, these are the smartest law clerks ever. Tony and Michael. So finish your story, Tony." She looked up at him, practically batting her eyelashes.

I tried to catch Megan's eye, but she stared at Tony while sipping through her straw and nodding as if his legal mumbo jumbo were actually interesting.

I sat there feeling young and stupid with my childishly braided hair, Minnie Mouse T-shirt, and jeans. Then again, Megan acted a little too mature. What was she thinking?

"Isn't that amazing?" Megan asked. "Tony's working on the big fraud case with—" Megan clapped her hands over her mouth. "I better not say too much."

"Don't worry. I don't understand any of it." I looked at my menu but couldn't focus on the words. The Michael guy jiggled his leg up and down next to me. Was this whole thing creeping him out too?

"I don't understand it either." Megan laughed and pushed the margarita over to me.

"No, thanks," I said. "I have enough trouble driving that floral atrocity of a van without any additional impairment." So now Megan was drinking not just after work but during her lunch break? "And we're only seventeen.

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