Push Girl by Chelsie Hill

Author:Chelsie Hill
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781466846050
Publisher: St. Martin's Press

CHAPTER 12

“So, where are we going?”

Jack pulled his Civic out of the parking lot once I’d gotten settled in the front seat. Using the meager contents of my purse and Jack’s rearview mirror, I tried my best to get my face back in order after my sob sesh, but that didn’t distract me from wondering where these two were taking me.

“What did we used to spend all of our Saturdays doing?” Amanda leaned forward from the backseat, her head popping out in the space between me and Jack, her eyes practically bulging out of her head with expectation.

“Well…” How did Amanda and I spend our time back when we were inseparable? It had been a while, honestly, since my weekends morphed into being dedicated to Curt and hanging out with his friends. “After I got home from the studio, we’d always go to the mall, and—”

“Bingo!” she said, smacking my arm playfully.

“We’re going to the mall?” I arched my eyebrow in Jack’s direction. “You hate the mall.”

“Hey, now,” he said, not taking his eyes off the road. “There is a lot of fun to be had at the mall.”

“Yeah, for girls.” I couldn’t help but laugh at the image of Jack taking part in the Kara and Amanda Mall Crawl that used to happen every weekend.

“You need to stop it with your sexist propaganda, Kara Moore.” Jack wagged his finger in my direction with a smile but quickly returned his hand to the wheel. “You’re totally stereotyping me. I can be manly while having fun at the mall.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Watch me.”

“I can’t wait for this,” Amanda said, laughing and smacking Jack on the shoulder.

Ten minutes later we arrived in the mall parking lot. After a week of driving to school, we had all become experts at getting me and my chair in and out of the car, and the three of us arrived at the mall entrance within minutes.

But I hesitated outside the automatic mall doors, running my hands back and forth over my wheels without pushing them forward. It was sweet of Amanda and Jack to bring me here, but after a week of being stared at like a science experiment, a deep sense of dread pumped through my veins at the thought of having to go through it on the weekend, too. I had to go to school; I had no choice about that. But I didn’t have to subject myself to stares here.

Jack must have sensed my trepidation, because he stopped and raised an eyebrow at me. “You okay?”

How could I explain the prickly feeling of wrongness that erupted up and down my arms? The exhaustion of being the subject of nonstop stares? The sympathetic head tilt?

“Everyone looks at me,” I said quietly.

“Don’t flatter yourself,” he said. “They’re just staring at me. They can’t keep their eyes off this. You know how it is.” He took off his beanie, ran his hand through his tangled mess of blond curls, and winked.

I laughed at him, and the prickly feeling, the sense of dread, it eased just a little bit.

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