Bookstores, Crushes, and Mortal Enemies by Katie Kaleski

Author:Katie Kaleski [Kaleski, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: teen, young adult, gay, contemporary, LGBTQIA, romance, boyfriends, dating
ISBN: 9781951710026
Publisher: Month9Books
Published: 2020-04-14T00:00:00+00:00

Laurel kicked Charlie our right before she closed, and he waited for me out on the sidewalk.

“Now, who’s this fella?” Marge asked as we clocked out.

“That’s my friend Charlie. Well, best friend.”

“Nice. He looks like a fun guy.” We both watched Charlie ride around on a giant traffic cone.

I laughed. “That’s a nice way to put it.”

“I bet you balance each other out.” Marge gave me a sweet smile.

“We kind of do.” I bobbed my head because we really did.

“Working tomorrow?”

“Sure am.”

“See you then, buddy.”

“Bye, Marge.” I said bye to Rosie, too, and Laurel locked up behind as we left.

“Now off to the Hillside homestead.” Charlie pointed down the sidewalk.

“Did you find any?” I asked as we began heading toward my apartment.

Charlie looked at me with his face all scrunched up. “Find what?”

I raised my eyebrows. “Dirty magazines.”

“No. Needless to say, I was disappointed.” Charlie frowned and shifted around his backpack on his shoulders.

“I knew we didn’t have any.”

He shoved me. “How rude.”

After we walked a couple of blocks, Charlie started complaining. “You walk this every night?”

“Every time I work.” I could’ve probably made the walk with my eyes closed. I knew every storefront, curb, and apartment building I walked past, and I knew that in a few feet we’d come upon the basement condo of a guy who liked to sit in the window wearing only underwear and sing songs with his parrot.

“This kinda sucks.”

“Charlie, I live less than a mile away, and you’re way more physically fit than I am.” He was on the basketball team, after all. The only exercise I got was walking places and lifting stacks of books at work.

“But I have my backpack. It’s like five hundred pounds. Carry it for me.”

I shook my head. “You’re so lazy.”

“I only exert myself for basketball, nothing else.”

“Give it to me.” I held out my hand to him as we crossed the street.

“It might tip you over.”

“Fine, I won’t carry it, then.”

“Okay, here.” He slipped it off and handed it to me.

It about ripped my arm off. “What in the hell do you have in here? Aren’t all of our textbooks online?”

“They are, but I checked some books out of the library. For history we have to do a paper, and all of the sources can’t be from online. We have to use actual books.”

“Um, there’s this thing called e-books.”

“I know, genius, but I might’ve waited too long, and all the good ones were checked out already.”

“Sounds about right.” Back in seventh grade, we all had to do a report on a living creature/organism and its life cycle, habitat, stuff like that, and our teacher wrote down on the bulletin board all the animals we had to choose from. You wrote your name next to the animal, and it was yours. Of course, he waited until the last minute and got stuck with the acorn worm. Our teacher took it out of the running the next year. Somehow, she’d failed to realize how phallic looking it was.

“Hey!”

“You know I love you, but seriously, penis worm.

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