Squad Goals: Promised by Prom by M.F. Lorson & Jessica Bucher

Author:M.F. Lorson & Jessica Bucher [Lorson, M.F.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-14T16:00:00+00:00

Nora

I wanted to run into Mr. Perfect as badly as Addy and Lucy did, but that didn’t mean I wanted to throw our entire festival plan out the window. I came here for the music and time with my friends, and I wasn’t going to miss that for boy-finding purposes. Besides, sitting with my head resting on Max’s shoulder made it hard to picture talking to anyone else. My brain was still circling around the shape of his lips as he stared across the tent last night.

“Oh snap!” cried Addy. “There he is.”

My head snapped up. Sure enough, not a hundred feet away from us stood the boy from the dress shop. Now that I wasn’t standing awkwardly in formal wear, I had time to really look at him. It wasn’t his appearance that made him Mr. Perfect. It was the way he seemed to give off Nora would dig me vibes in every direction.

First off, he had long, shaggy brown hair—just like Sam Winchester from Supernatural. And second he was alone at a musical festival. That took guts and a certain level of weirdness I could relate to. And last but certainly not least, he was wearing a ‘Raid Area 51 T-shirt.’ If it turned out he was raised on a farm, I was willing to accept his marriage proposal immediately.

“That is the dude you guys kept me up babbling about?” asked Max. He was trying to play it cool, but that little edge in his voice gave him away.

“He’s perfectly charming and a solid nine on the hot scale,” replied Addy.

“You know who else was charming?” asked Max. “Ted Bundy. And we all know how that played out.”

Addy took a deep breath. She was probably channeling all of her energy into not pummeling her brother in public. Meanwhile the rest of us were cracking up, picturing Mr. Perfect with his own Netflix documentary.

“Making of a Music Festival Murderer,” continued Max. “Is this really the kind of guy you’re looking for?”

I shook my head as if I disapproved, but inside I was loving the way jealousy looked on him.

“Come on,” said Addy, hopping to her feet. “It’s time to make fate happen.”

“I don’t think it works that way,” said Gray, exchanging a look with Simon. We ignored the boys as Addy, Lucy, and I sidled up beside my Mr. Perfect. He was standing fifty feet from the stage waiting for the next set to start, eighties style sunglasses covering his eyes.

I wished I had remembered my own glasses. Then I could look at him without fear of being caught. Also, I wouldn’t be squinting like a little old lady who has misplaced her reading glasses.

Addy intentionally stumbled into him. “Oops, sorry about that,” she giggled and then ever so coyly. “I recognize you!”

Mr. Perfect looked from Addy, to Lucy and me, then back to Addy again.

“From my mom’s store,” he said with a grin.

“That’s right,” said Addy. “We were on a prom dress mission with our misters. Lucy and I anyway.

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