Lost in Starlight (Starlight Saga) by Sherry Soule

Author:Sherry Soule [Soule, Sherry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moonlight Publishing
Published: 2014-06-22T00:00:00+00:00

SEVENTEEN

My chest constricts at the mental images of that beautiful girl hugging and kissing Hayden. My Hayden. About ten seconds after that gross display of affection, I flee the party—catching a ride with this boy from my Bio class—and go straight home.

I stamp inside my house and practically slam the door. I fling off my coat, missing the hook on the rack and it lands on the floor. I don’t even bother picking it up. Teeth grinding, I dash up both sets of stairs to my room.

Yanking off my clothes, I change into PJs and crawl into bed, but sleep seems impossible. So my night turned out to be epic, all right. An epic fail.

Images of Hayden and that skinny girl induce my upchuck reflex. I squeeze my eyes shut and bury my face into my pillow, but it doesn’t erase the flashes of those long, thin legs wrapped around Hayden. A single tear escapes, but I resolve not to cry. After tossing and turning for hours, I finally manage to drift off into a restless slumber.

In the morning, I wake up with a moan, my heart aching and the sheets twisted into ropes around my legs. I listen for a moment to determine whether anyone in the house is up yet, but it’s quiet. No early risers in the Masterson household. The stillness helps me to go over the horrible events of last night because I have a lot of stuff to think about.

Mostly Hayden, Hayden, Hayden.

The same tormenting thoughts keep repeating in my mind. Like…

Hayden ditching me for some beautiful, skinny blonde. The gross way she was rubbing up on him with her perfect body and her perky boobs. Doesn’t he realize that’s all foam and underwire? The major shock. And feeling stupid for trusting him. Then an odd sense of betrayal.

My crushing romantic expectations feel heavy like corpses on my shoulders. What was I thinking, anyway? Why would a guy like Hayden really want someone like me? I’m a mere subhuman and he’s like a Greek god. And there’s no way I’m messing around with a guy who has a girlfriend. Painful lesson learned about guys like him—who don’t usually go for overweight girls like me. From now on, I need to protect my heart.

Dammit. And I bought into the whole poor alien thing! I roll over and punch the crap out of my pillow.

So I don’t drive myself completely insane thinking about it, I throw back the blankets and get up. I shuffle downstairs and into the bathroom to shower. The warm water is soothing, and I try to get a grip on my rambling emotions. One minute I want to cry, and seconds later, I want to rip him apart. Pouring a dollop of lavender-scented shampoo into my palm, I let the hot spray pour down my back and scrub at my hair. Purple dye runs down the drain along with my hopes of a real relationship with that Two-Timing-Alien-Boy.

Tears swim in my eyes and I give myself a much needed pep talk.

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