Just Your Average Box Set (Just Your Average Princess, Just Your Average Geek, & Just Your Average Celebrity) by Springer Kristina

Author:Springer, Kristina [Springer, Kristina]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Teen, Boyfriend, Juvenile, Comedy, Love, Romantic, YA, Celebrity, Springer, Tabloid, Paparazzi, Romance, Boys, Books, Farmer, Espressologist, Pumpkin, Young Adult, Geeks, ChickLit
Publisher: Windows User
Published: 2015-08-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14: Sisterly Advice

I’m crouched down, gathering my Chemistry books out of my locker, when I feel something fall on my back. “What the—?” I twist around to see who is behind me.

“Here,” Chris says, “This looks good on you.”

Interesting. Chris has put his old stinky jean jacket on me. “No thanks, Chris. I’m not cold.” I try to shrug it off but he stops me.

“No really. I want you to wear it,” he says.

“Well, I really don’t want to wear it,” I return.

“Brooke…” he says, raising his eyebrows, just like my dad does right before I’m about to get slammed with a lecture.

“Chris…” I say, imitating his look.

He sighs and glances around the hallway. “Please wear it. It would mean a lot to me,” he says, softening his voice.

Yeah right, because ratty old jean jackets are the new promise rings. He’s just trying to cover up my chest. What a drama king. I mean seriously. Cassie walks around with boobs this big every day and he doesn’t have a problem with it. Whatever.

I nod. “Fine, fine. I’ll wear it. Since it means so much to you and all,” I add sarcastically. But my sarcasm whooshes right by him. I put my arms into the sleeves and return to getting my books together.

Chris gives me a victorious grin, kisses the top of my head, and walks down the hallway to his next class.

Soon as he’s out of sight, I tear of the jacket and whip it into my locker. “Whatever,” I mumble and head off for class.

I’m actually glad I wore my Dave Matthews Band shirt today. Apparently there are a lot of closet Dave Matthews Band fans. Who knew? Several people have stopped me and commented how they love the band and a few are even talking about getting a group together to go to a concert. I’m not even sure that they are still touring, but if they are, I can totally ask Carter to go and tell Chris I have a “family dinner” that night.

After math class, I find another folded note in my locker. This one says, “4 p.m., Bookends Bookstore, Travel section. Let’s chat.” Ha. Yeah, right. Gee, I wonder what Cassie wants to chat about. I’m about to crumple it up when I decide, no, I’ll write her back this time. I take a pen out of my purse and scribble on the bottom, “Can’t. Dentist appointment.” There. I feel like skipping to Cassie’s locker in the senior hallway but decide to just walk quickly to it and shove the paper into one of the slots at the top of her locker.

This is awesome. I’m like a whole new, non-nerdy, big busted, brave Brooke. Standing up to the oh so popular Cassie. What could she have to say to me anyway? Does she want to tell me to stay away from Carter? Well she can’t do that, per her own rules.

We spend the duration of French class taking turns ordering food in pairs from a pretend café in French.

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