Unplugged Summer: A special edition of Summer Unplugged by Amy Sparling

Author:Amy Sparling [Sparling, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-02-13T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

After breakfast, Mom and Bentley go shopping for new baseball gear for his summer league. I retreat to my room and play on Facebook. Ian's profile has been tagged with fifty-six new photos from last night's party. I have been tagged in exactly zero photos. Because I didn't get to go.

My blood boils the moment I click on the first photo. Forty of the photos were added by some girl named Stacia who looks like she could very well be a Victoria's Secret model. She definitely doesn't go to our school. One thing is for sure – I've never seen her before. What the hell kind of name is that anyway? I click on her profile. It's private. Fuck.

I go back to his photos and sink into a depression hole that gets deeper with every click. Stacia's captions bother me: TWO HOTTIES. It's a self-taken close-up of her and Ian. I scrutinize every detail, every pixel. At least her hand is around him, not the other way around.

The next several photos chronicle their game of beer pong. The last one has Ian looking tipsy yet adorable. I save it to my desktop. He's holding a Styrofoam cup in one hand, two ping pong balls in the other. I LOVE HIS BALLS! XOXO is the caption. That's it. I text Becca.

Who the fuck is this Stacia girl?

My phone rings, Becca's smiling face showing up on the screen. “Who is she?” I say instead of hello.

“I dunno, I didn't even know her name till I saw the photos online.”

“Was she flirting with him all night?”

“Umm,” she thinks for a moment. She's stalling to save my feelings.

“I knew it,” I say. “What a bitch.”

“She was all over every guy last night, Bayleigh. I don't think you should worry.”

I go back to Stacia's page and stare at the Facebook warning telling me I have to be her friend to view her full profile. “Are you online right now?” I ask her.

“You know I am.”

“Add her as a friend, and then let me know if Ian's posted any comments on her page.” She whines. It takes a few more minutes to coerce her into doing it, and I even have to pull the “You know I would do the same for you” card, but she finally agrees.

Now I have two things on the agenda for today: wait for Ian's next text message and wait for Becca to call me back with details on Stacia's page. I watch an episode of Supernatural, paint my nails, brush my teeth and stare at the ceiling for a million hours until he finally writes me back. His texts are so sporadic, but getting them totally makes my day.

Ian: I want to see you.

I write back, I wish. Mom will be home soon.

I refresh my homepage. No new comments. My phone vibrates. Send me a pic.

Me: That's not the same as seeing me…

I know it's totally against the rules to double text a guy you're crushing on, but I do it anyway.

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