Page 25 of The Kissing Booth
‘It’s a couple of the teachers who’re not happy with it,’ he said. ‘I think it’s a greatidea. I’m just not entirely sure about it...’
‘It’ll be fine,’ I promised him, flashing a big grin.
‘Well, if you’ve got it all sorted out, you really need to get working on your booth. The carnival’s next Saturday. It must all be ready by next Friday.’
‘Yeah, we know. It’ll be ready,’ Lee said.
‘Awesome. Moving on – Kaitlin, do you have the number for the cotton candy company with you?’
‘Remind me to ask your brother if he’ll stop by the booth,’ I whispered to Lee. ‘The girls haven’t stopped going on and on and on at me about it.’
‘You know he’ll say no.’
‘Yeah, but I have to ask anyway.’
‘What did I tell you Shelly?’ Lee smiled, flicking my nose, and making me scrunch up my face. ‘You’re just too nice.’
Lee had to go run to the grocery store and pick up a couple of things for his mom, so he dropped me outside his house since we were going to work on a playlist of songs for the kissing booth. I was planning to get a head start on finding some love songs, so I headed on inside.
The door was already unlocked; I saw Noah’s car, the one he’d fixed up himself, on the driveway.
‘Mom said you need to get some more milk – we’re all out,’ I heard him call.
‘He’s already gone,’ I called back. ‘It’s me.’
I walked into the kitchen just as Noah was heading out of it – straight into me; he spilled a glass of water all down my top. It didn’t help that it was ice cold, and I gasped, jumping back a mile.
‘Noah!’ I yelled, plucking at my top. My blouse was plastered to my skin, and it probably didn’t help that I’d worn a pink bra today since all my white ones were in the laundry. I sighed.Just my luck...
I glared at him. A muscle jumped in his jaw, and his brow knitted together.
‘What? What’s that look for?’ I asked, my temper sparking. When he didn’t say anything, I barged past, and stormed into the kitchen to get myself a drink.
‘Hey, what’s that on your arm?’
I didn’t answer him.
‘Is it true you got a date with some kid?’
I set the empty glass down on the counter. ‘Jeez, Noah! What does it matter? I already heard from Lee I’m too nice – you don’t need to be on my case too!’
‘You didn’t answer my question.’
‘You didn’t answer mine either.’
‘I asked first, Rochelle.’
Oh, dear. He used my full name. Uh-oh. I turned around to face him. ‘Yeah, I have a date – with Cody. He’s a nice guy.’
‘A nice guy?’ Noah scowled. ‘Elle, are you serious? Do you even know the guy? I mean, reallyknowhim?’
‘Well – well, no, not really. But that’s why I’m going on a date.To get to know him better. That’s what people tend to do, you know? Oh wait – no, sorry, you wouldn’t know, Mr. Player. You just screw girls and ditch them the next morning. So long as you know their name it’s all okay.’
Yeah, he was making me angry. Usually I wouldn’t have dared say those things, especially since I didn’t know if they were actually true. But he was really, really making my blood boil. Plus, I was still mad at him for warning guys off me like that. I told myself it was anger making my heart race like this.
‘He just wants to get in your pants.’
‘Since when?’ I cried, throwing out my hands. ‘How would you know, anyway? You don’t even know him?’
