The Infects by Sean Beaudoin

Author:Sean Beaudoin
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Young Adult, Humour, Science Fiction, Horror, Fantasy, Adventure
ISBN: 9780763659479
Publisher: Candlewick
Published: 2012-09-25T00:00:00+00:00

25 It’s a Flashback, Jack IV: The AmandO Reveal

ANGIE JESKEY LOOKED A LITTLE LIKE PETAL. But harder. Less refined. More like a sketch of Petal on a bar napkin. A bad sketch that had gotten wet, some of the marker bleeding toward the edges. Still, when Annabelle Lu came up in the caf and said, “Angie Jeskey likes you,” Nick listened.

He doubled up on some balls and called her that night, but Angie wouldn’t answer; her mo m picked up and went, “Sorry, Nicholas, but Angela is not available,” even though he could practically smell her grape gum through the phone. Angie most certainly available right there at the kitchen table, shaking her head I’m not here.

It wasn’t until he’d given up, actually pretty relieved about it, that she st arted to text him in c lass, text him in t he hall, text him in gym, inviting herself over to study.

“Okay. I guess.”

She laughed and the next afternoon was, amazingly, sitting in his room.

Wearing an orange sweater, a t urtleneck, and a p onytail. Blond with black roots. She slipped offher shoes. There was a hole in o ne of her st ockings. They looked at her calculus book for about twenty minutes while her toes rubbed his beneath the desk, and then she leaned over. The book fell to the oor. The b inding split open. They started making out.

Her lipstick on his lips, her lipstick on his teeth. The lipstick that was on his teeth back on hers.

Tongues swirled clockwise, counterclockwise. Rhombus. Tetrahedron. Ellipse. Push, pull. Her mouth tasted like chips and gum. It was weird, mechanical. She’d obviously had a lot of practice, running him t hrough the paces lik e a quarter horse getting his morning workout.

They shifted neck positions. Banged teeth. Soft kisses, hard kisses, long kisses, short kisses.

But no matter what Nick tried, she didn’t taste like Petal.

At least what he was fairly sure Petal tasted like.

Angie put his hand on her leg and then pretended to push it away. She slid his fingers into her waistband and then angrily pulled them back out.

He accepted this paradigm as their clothes began to come off, item by item, sure she would soon rear back, shake her mane, clip him with a hoof, and then gallop offover the hills, never to be seen again.

Which he was half ho ping for. It felt good to be holding someone, but she was t he wrong someone. In every way. He wanted to stand up, make some excuse, but couldn’t find the strength. He knew if his f riends could see him, t hey would laugh, call him a p ussy. “What, you gonna turn that shit down?”

The skirt came off. Nick could see the top of her p anties, green with a pink frilly lining. They didn’t look new. There were little pills of thread balled at the hem, like an old friend he’d never been introduced to and wasn’t sure he ever really wanted to meet.

Angie

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