Gossip Girl, The Carlyles #2: You Just Can't Get Enough by Cecily von Ziegesar

Author:Cecily von Ziegesar
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Wealth, City & Town Life, Fiction, Romance, Triplets, Brothers and sisters, New York (N.Y.), Schools, School & Education, Social Issues, Love & Romance, Girls & Women, Juvenile Fiction, United States, Family & Relationships, People & Places, Lifestyles, General, Interpersonal Relations, Dating (Social customs), High schools, Adolescence
ISBN: 9780316020657
Publisher: Hachette Digital, Inc.
Published: 2008-10-07T08:27:58.687000+00:00

o does it his way

The Ninety-second Street Y’s locker room was the usual mayhem of weekend excitement on Friday after practice. Owen walked through the cloud of Axe body spray emanating from the JV team’s row of lockers. He roughly opened his own locker, ignoring the makeshift bar Hugh had set up in his swim bag, complete with sterling silver martini shakers from Tiffany.

“Need a gaytini, man?” Hugh called out cheerfully.

“No thanks, I’m cool.” Owen rolled his eyes and pulled his maroon St. Jude’s sweatshirt over his head. He was so over the gay thing, but he didn’t really want to advertise his imaginary relationship. He hadn’t heard from Jack in a few days, and it wasn’t like he was going to call her or anything, so he didn’t know if the whole thing was even going to happen.

“Hey, what’s up?” Rhys asked as he edged by Owen to get to his locker. This practice had been his best ever. He’d nailed all his times, clocking Owen in every stroke, and even shaved half a second off his hundred-yard-backstroke time. Everything was so much better, or would be, once he and Kelsey had time alone to fully… consummate their relationship. He’d been thinking about it so much that even the word organic sounded dirty when their ancient teacher, Mr. Kliesh, kept repeating it in AP chem. He’d tried to grab Owen to tell him about Kelsey, but he hadn’t had a chance to talk one-on-one. It was like Owen was avoiding him. Maybe he just felt weird about the gay thing. Was he gay? He was awfully well groomed.

Says the guy who gets monthly facials.

“Hey, I have a quick announcement, guys,” Rhys yelled authoritatively, pleased at the way his deep voice echoed off the metal lockers. He certainly sounded in charge. From the depths of the locker room, he heard Hugh and Eli’s groans. They probably thought he was going to give the halfhearted “no drinking in season” speech he still hadn’t gotten around to giving.

Not quite.

“So, guys, you know that the auction is next week,” Rhys began seriously. He climbed onto the wobbly wooden bench, hoping he wouldn’t fall off.

“And…” Rhys trailed off, looking at the motley crew of guys surrounding him. Two-hundred-pound Ken looked like he had just come out from a year living in a cabin in the woods. Scrawny Chadwick had several random tufts of hair on his face, as if he had glued them on in the dark after doing Jaegerbombs. Because of their ridiculous chastity pact, they were all heinous looking. But not for long.

“And, for the occasion… you guys are gonna have to shave!”

Hugh Moore began clapping as he walked over to Rhys and offered up a bottle of Tanqueray. “Way to go, Sterling! I knew you and Kelsey were going to seal the deal. That picnic setup? Brilliant!”

“Well…” Rhys turned red. They still hadn’t done it. But they would. “We’re back together, and it’s all going to happen,” he finished. “Soon,” he added confidently, stepping off the bench.

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