The Square root of falling: A Brazos High Novella by Sparling Amy

Author:Sparling, Amy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

Nine

Jules

As much as I try to play this off like it’s nothing, my thoughts are a hurricane of Jake. I can’t just sit here and be normal and not think about him anymore. Because things have changed… Jake and I aren’t just “see each other in class” friends now… we are friends who will hang out at a soccer party this Friday.

Maybe I’m overthinking this.

We are still just friends after all. So maybe it’s not a big deal.

The microwave beeps and Abby reaches up and takes out our bowl of queso. She stirs it with a chip and then takes a bite. “Hmm,” she says as she chews. “It should be a little hotter.” She places it back in the microwave then turns to me, putting a hand on her hip. “So what’s been up with you and your math partner?”

“Funny you should mention him…” I say. I pull out the barstool next to the kitchen island and take a seat. “I think he asked me to a party…”

“You think? Or he did?” Abby says, eyes wide as she waits for my answer, as if whatever I say next is a life or death sort of situation.

I shrug. “He said there’s a soccer party at Oliver’s house and he asked if I wanted to go.”

“With him?” Abby shrieks. “Like a date!”

I shake my head. “No… it’s not a date… but he invited me to a soccer party and those guys are popular. So… I guess I’m being invited to popular stuff now?”

The microwave beeps and Abby takes out our queso. This time the temperature passes her chip taste test. She pushes the bag of chips toward me as we hover around the kitchen island with our junk food.

“How did he say it?” Abby asks over a mouthful of queso. “Like… what were the words he used?”

I roll my eyes. “No. No way. I’m not going down this rabbit hole with you where we over analyze everything that happened with a boy. This is nothing. He doesn’t like me and I don’t like him. We will not be talking about this anymore.”

Abby groans. “I think he might like you, though! He’s always Snapchatting you!”

“That’s because we’re always talking about school work. That’s it, nothing else. It’s not like he tells me good morning and good night each day or anything.”

“Maybe he’s just waiting to make his move,” she says, wiggling her eyebrows.

I give her a look. “No, he’s not. We are just school friends. End of discussion.”

Abby dips a chip into the queso then points it at me. “Okay, fine. Here’s the deal: if he picks you up and drives you to that party, it’s a date. If he doesn’t, then it’s not a date and I’ll totally drop it.”

She makes a good point, but I’m not going to admit that. Jake and I didn’t talk about how we’d get to this party on Friday… I just said I would go. A flutter of nervous energy rises up in my stomach as I think about it.

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