Fangs & Fins (Blood, Bloom, & Water Book 1) by Amy McNulty

Author:Amy McNulty [McNulty, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: k'12
Publisher: Snowy Wings Publishing
Published: 2018-04-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

Ivy

“How did your step-sister score the new hottie?” asked Lyric as she dropped her plastic fork into her salad. “Just from partnering up with him the other night for that lame woods adventure?”

Wasn’t she one of the ones who pushed to go on said adventure? I kept swirling the same fry in ketchup. When the table went silent, I just shrugged.

“She’s like… I mean, it’s not that she’s ugly or anything, but…” Paisley stared at Grey, apparently hoping for a male’s point of view, but he was busy laughing at something Devam had said. Paisley twirled the straw in her milkshake. “She’s just kind of a nerd. And she barely tries to look halfway decent. I’m just surprised she caught his eye.”

“Wow, is Paisley acknowledging the existence of good-looking people besides her dull-and-dumb-as-a-rock boyfriend? No offense.” Lyric added the last bit for Grey’s benefit, but to the surprise of no one, he still wasn’t even paying attention.

Paisley looked angry for a second, but when Grey dropped his hand from her shoulder to catch a baseball Ashton had tossed his way in the middle of the mall food court, she snorted, letting her guard down. She and Lyric both laughed.

I stood up, pushing my chair in and grabbing my tote bag. “I gotta go.”

Lyric raised an eyebrow at me. “Where do you need to go so badly? And what are you going to do—walk there?”

I had thought about walking… Anywhere. Just walking with no particular purpose. Find somewhere where I could think and be alone and…

The idea of being alone with my thoughts just now was unbearable. But trying to paste over those thoughts with the laughter of my friends was possibly worse.

“We haven’t even found you a dress yet,” said Paisley. I could tell she was genuinely sad at that.

“I’m just going to wear one of my old dresses,” I said, shrugging. “It’s not like they go bad after one event.”

Paisley looked as puzzled as if I’d meant that dresses were made of food that did indeed have an expiration date.

“Okay,” said Lyric, slapping her palms against the table, “when are you going to tell us what you’ve got stuck up your butt?”

Ashton had looked over just in time to hear that, and he snorted, whispering something to Devam.

Thanks for that, Lyric.

“Are you still feeling sick?” asked Paisley, at least caring enough to be a little concerned. I’d told no one I’d even been at school yesterday, let alone everything that had happened.

I was feeling sick, but not in any of the ways they could even imagine.

Lyric chortled and stole a fry from my plate. “Ooo, I wonder if she’s under that merman’s spell—the one who eschews the ocean and hangs out at the park pond.”

That got just about everyone laughing, other than Paisley.

“It’s a lake,” I said, suddenly caring about that unimportant distinction. “It… runs out to the ocean. Eventually. After traversing many more lakes and rivers.” I swallowed and stood. Lyric looked half-impressed, half-amused by my sudden interest in marine biology.

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