What Goes Around by Denene Millner

Author:Denene Millner
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.

12

LAUREN

“Oh, and don’t make any plans for after choir practice tomorrow—you’re all mine,” Donald gushed as he gingerly put his knapsack into his immaculately maintained locker. He grabbed his blazer and picked and swiped at imaginary lint on the shoulders before tucking himself into it and checking his mustache and hair in the mirror he’d hung on the locker door. Lauren’s hot-pink lipstick kiss dotted the mirror’s corner. “I’ve got to hit Phipps Plaza to find the perfect gift for my new boo, and I just can’t do it without you.”

“Um, okay, time-out,” Lauren said, shaking her head and shifting from one foot to the other. Her pink round-toe Louboutins were literally squeezing the blood from the tips of her toes. She’d said a silent Thank you, Jesus when the final bell rang, because it meant she could hobble to her locker for the wholly inappropriate, but comfortable, yellow Chanel ballet flats she’d been dying to change into since about third period. Alas, they just didn’t go with her House of Dereon jeans and purple Proenza Schouler belted sweater, but they’d make do for walking to her car. If Donald would keep it short and let her get to her locker, that is. “You’re taking me too fast,” Lauren insisted. “Who is this new ’boo’?” What happened to the Morehouse boy you were cavorting with at the Jack and Jill luncheon last week?

“Oh, honey, come on, that wasn’t serious—he was just a beautiful distraction. My new booby boo holds the key to my heart,” Donald said, waving his hand dismissively, and then pointing to a picture of his latest conquest. He was Latino, with dark almond-shaped eyes and long, curly red-streaked hair that swept over his eyes. Four round earrings hung from his lower lip—each of them a different color and size. His muscles peeked from beneath the tight gray spandex jeans that hugged his thighs and waist; a black T-shirt that hung just down to the top of his pants read, COME TO THE DARK SIDE. WE HAVE COOKIES.

Lauren raised an eyebrow. “Name?”

“Jose Lexy,” Donald said. “I call him Sexy Lexy.”

“Alrighty, then,” Lauren said slowly, struggling for words. “He’s, um, a goth Mexican?”

“Actually, he’s from El Salvador—not everyone you see with olive skin and dark hair is an illegal from across the border.”

“Wow—let the record show that I never questioned his legal status,” Lauren said, raising a finger and laughing. “So, um, details.”

“Oh, he was too cute—mixing smoothies at that sweet ice-cream shop down in Little Five Points. I was just parched from the shopping and needed a quick liquid fix, and there he was behind the counter, fingering the bananas. Too sexy, my Sexy Lexy. He’s not all that smart, but he has his moments of brilliance. He’ll do. For now.”

Lauren rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Okay, then. So Sexy Lexy is working it enough for a Christmas gift, huh?”

“You betcha!” Donald said, shrugging his shoulders as he giggled. “Let’s just say his cookies are well worth it.

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