My Little Brony by K. M. Hayes

Author:K. M. Hayes
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Skyhorse Publishing
Published: 2015-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

EVEN THOUGH IT was a long shot, I decided I’d at least see if Emma would bite. So as I entered the library, I pulled up my video streaming app and opened the first episode of My Little Pony. From what Skye had said, Emma never had a chance to watch it with no technology in her house. Maybe if I gave her the chance. . . .

She was hiding behind the desk again, reading her book and not looking up as I stood before her. My heart twisted a little. I wanted her not to be mad at me. Especially after what happened with Quincy, I didn’t need my friends hating me over this. I had to fix it.

“Hey.” I kneeled down, blocking her book with my phone. “Here.”

She glared at the screen and didn’t look at me. “Are you trying to tempt me?”

“Maybe,” I admitted. “You’re surrounded by temptation here anyway.”

“Drew . . .” She leaned her head back on the wall, closing her eyes. I felt a twinge of guilt. It looked like she might cry and I didn’t want that. “Why do you have to do this to me?”

I pulled back my phone. “Sorry.”

She sighed. “I know you don’t get it.”

“I don’t get a lot of things.” I almost brought up that she could be walking home right now, but I didn’t. She didn’t want to tell me these secrets, and I wouldn’t force them out of her. “But I wanted to give you the chance to watch it, just in case there was the tiniest bit of desire. You’re a writer. I think you’d really appreciate the story.”

“Who said I was a writer?” she asked, narrowing her eyes.

“It’s obvious, once someone gets to know you.” I pursed my lips, holding my phone out to her one more time. “Just take my phone and ear buds. I know you’ll love it.”

She looked at the phone, and before I knew it she had snatched it from me. “You suck.”

I couldn’t help smiling as I handed the charger over, too. “I know. Keep it over the weekend. No one calls or texts me anyway.”

“Okay.” She held it close like something special. But she didn’t look at me. “I’m almost done with my book, so . . .”

“Say no more.” I went back to my table, hope swelling in my chest. Maybe Emma was still mad at me, but she had taken my phone. Maybe she’d watch the show and realize nothing really divided her and Skye.

I did as much of my homework as I could before I met up again with Skye. She said she’d be sewing for at least an hour and a half, so I might as well work before I play. Besides, I planned to follow Emma and see if her mom really did pick her up. I had to at least know if she was lying, even if I didn’t know the reason.

When Emma left the library about forty minutes later, I counted to sixty before I got up and headed for the door.

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