Ten Things We Did (And Probably Shouldn't Have) by Sarah Mlynowski

Author:Sarah Mlynowski [Mlynowski, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780062084613
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2011-06-07T07:00:00+00:00

number six

spent three thousand dollars on a donut

KEEPING IN TOUCH

Noah: hi, cutie

Me: hi, babe

Noah: thinking about you

Me: thinking about you too. Where r u?

Noah: math

Me: r u coming over after school

Noah: yes please

THE HOT DAYS OF FEBRUARY

Noah spent the next few weeks at our place. Now that basketball had ended, he had lots of free time. We didn’t have sex every day. But we did most days. We were working our way through the many condom packs Noah had bought during the thunderstorm.

It was nice. Not just the sex part, but the after-sex part. My favorite moment was when we cuddled and his chest was pressed against mine and I could feel his heart beating.

Life was good. Noah and I were better than ever.

Vi was hooking up with Dean.

I had money in my bank account.

I had a hot tub.

I had a car. Not that I used it too often—Vi preferred to take hers.

I traced the letters I.L.O.V.E.Y.O.U. on his back.

“You too,” Noah murmured.

BUDGET FOR DAD

What I Spent in February

Rent $200.00

Groceries $200.00

Cosmetics $50.00

Clothes $50.00

Cat Food & Care Entertainment $100.00

Hot Tub Semiprivate Swimming Lessons

Miscellaneous $400.00

Total $1,000.00

INVISIBLE VI

Vi’s Issue came out on March 4.

“I don’t get it,” I asked her. “How come your article isn’t in here?” I stood by my locker and flipped through the pages. I saw an article about safe sex. An article about abstinence. An article about teen pregnancy. An article about STDs. A playlist of songs to make out to. But where was Vi’s “It Happened to Me”?

“I made an editorial decision to leave it out,” she said nonchalantly.

“But . . . after everything you did? You were so excited about writing it!”

Her mouth opened to say something but then her face fell. “I couldn’t.”

Huh? “Why not?”

“I don’t know! I tried. And tried. But nothing came out.” She slammed her fist against my locker. “What’s wrong with me?”

I laughed. “You like him.”

“I do not!” She sighed. “This isn’t good. I can’t like him.”

“Why not?”

“It made me mushy! I couldn’t write about him. I can’t do something that’s going to make me weak.”

“Liking someone doesn’t make you weak,” I said.

“It makes you lose yourself,” she said. “I’m proof. No. I have to put an end to this thing with Dean. Immediately.”

“Vi,” I said, wanting to tell her that she was not proof of any sort of weakness and that it made my heart hurt to hear her say that.

She scanned the hallway. “Aha. Pinky.”

“What are you doing, Vi?”

“Getting my mojo back,” she said, and hurried down the hall.

THE FIRST TIME I MET PINKY

“Why is her name Pinky?” I’d asked Vi back at the beginning of my sophomore year. Pinky was only a freshman then but had signed up to work on the paper.

“Unclear.”

“Is it for the color? Did she like pink as a kid?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t noticed her wearing an abundance of pink.”

“Maybe it’s after the finger? Perhaps she has a very versatile pinkie?”

“What, like it can lift a hundred pounds or something?” Vi asked, laughing.

“She’s barely a hundred pounds herself.

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