Page 41 of To Love or to Lose
I laugh at that because she’s right: Catholic school would eat her alive.
I feel a hand on my shoulder, and when I turn around, it’s Winnie, Logan and Luke.
“Gen, where did Jameson go?”Logan asks.
I shrug, “No idea. He asked me not to bother him anymore.”More likenot my problem.
I turn back to my conversation with Eloise. “So, how did you even find out about Briar Hart and her scholarship to St. Claires?”
“I’d like to hear this answer too.” Eloise practically goes slack jawed at the new voice, and I turn to find who had spoken.
A brunette girl, with bright green eyes, and high cheekbones is standing behind me. “Briar,” She introduces herself. “I don’t mean to intrude or anything, but I overheard my name and thought I would say hi.”
“Sorry about that, we were just talking about your scholarship,” I say.
“Congratulations, by the way!” Eloise juts in. “I’m Eloise. Eloise Taylor.”
Briar doesn’t look fazed by the compliment. “Thank you.” And with that, she gives a small wave and walks in the opposite direction.
Eloise looks about ready to implode out of embarrassment “Well, that was awkward.”
Winnie looks just as horrified.
“Eh, it wasn’t too bad.” I shrug.
“Jameson!” I hear Logan call across the gym. “Where have you been?”
As he walks closer, his eyes narrow on me. I know he wants to say something like, “I can’t stand to be around her anymore.”
Instead, he looks toward Logan. “Just wandering around.”
Logan gives him a suspicious look, glancing between the two of us. He looks like he just watched the movie of everything that had happened between Jameson and I, which makes me want to squirm out of my skin.
Somehow, Logan always knows everything about everyone, and I have no doubt he is beginning to put the pieces together.
The only issue was that he will never see the full picture like Jameson and I did.
Chapter Eleven
We all knew Logan was going to win Homecoming king the second we sat at one of the tables surrounding the dance floor.
Logan has always been the center of attention, even when he’s on the outskirts of a crowd. That’s how I knew everyone had voted for him; Winnie and Eloise knew it too.
Winnie is on one side of Logan while I’m on the other, making it hard for us to communicate discreetly around him.
Secretly, I want Winnie to win queen if Logan is going to win king, because I know how heartbroken she will be if her date won and were to dance with another girl.
I know I would be if my date was any less of an ass than Jameson Beaumont.
I turn to Eloise, leaning toward her to whisper, “Odds one to ten that Winnie wins with Logan?”
We both know the answer, but I’m wondering if she has more hope than I do.
“Are you kidding? Winnie probably went around begging people not to vote for her. You know how much she hates this stuff.”
It may be true that Winnie would notchooseto win homecoming queen, but I knew it wouldn’t bother her if she and Logan won together.
“Okay everyone!” The DJ yells over the mic, grabbing our attention. “It is time to announce the Homecoming king and queen!”
