The Truth About Forever by Sarah Dessen

The Truth About Forever by Sarah Dessen

Author:Sarah Dessen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 0670036390
Publisher: Viking
Published: 2004-05-01T07:00:00+00:00

Wes and I were friends now. And really, no one was more surprised than me.

Initially, the only thing we shared, other than working for Wish, was that we both had lost a parent. This was a lot to have in common, but it wasn't just about that anymore, either. The truth was, since our night stranded together, I felt comfortable around Wes. When I was with him, I didn't have to be perfect, or even try for perfect. He already knew my secrets, the things I'd kept hidden from everyone else, so I could just be myself. Which shouldn't have been such a big deal. But it was.

"Okay," he said to me one night, as we sat on the back deck rail at a party in the Arbors, a neighborhood just down from my own, "what's that about?"

I followed his gaze to the open sliding glass door that led into the kitchen, where three girls I recognized from my school—the sort of girls who hung out in the parking lot after late bell, wearing sunglasses and cupping their hidden cigarettes against their palms—were staring at us. Or more specifically, at me.

"Well," I said, taking a sip of the beer I was holding, "I think they're just surprised to see me here."


I nodded, putting my beer back on the rail. Inside, over the girls' heads, I could see Kristy, Bert, and Monica playing quarters at a long oak table in the dining room, the fancy centerpiece of which had been pushed aside and was now piled high with beer cans. More often than not at parties lately, I ended up sitting with Wes off to the side, while Kristy and everyone else trolled for extraordinary boys, or in Bert's case, desperate freshman girls. While they tried their luck and bemoaned the prospects, we on-a-break types just sat and shot the breeze, watching the party unfold around us.

"And they're surprised to see you here because…" Wes said, nodding at a guy in a baseball hat who passed by, saying his name.

"Because," I said, "they think I'm Miss Perfect."

"You?" he said, sounding so surprised I felt obligated to shoot him a look. "I mean, ah, I see."

I picked up my beer, taking another sip. "Shut up," I said.

"No seriously, this is interesting," he said, as the girls moved out onto the deck, disappearing behind a clump of people waiting in line at the keg. "Perfect as in…"

"Goody-goody," I said, "by association. Jason would never be here."


"God, no."

Wes considered this for a second, as I noted at least six different girls around the deck checking him out. As much as I was getting used to this happening whenever I was with him, it was still a little unnerving. I'd lost count of how many dirty looks I'd gotten just by sitting next to him. We're not like that, I wanted to say to the girls who stared at me, slit-eyed, their eyes following me whenever I went to the bathroom or to find Kristy, waiting for me to be far enough away to move in.


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