Page 5 of Spencer and the Younger Girl
Hadley
Hadley Gibson was not a boring girl.
She didn’t sit around wishing she was somewhere else or dreaming of better things.
She acted.
But sometimes action wasn’t enough.
Rolling onto her back, she stared up at the tiled ceiling of her bedroom in the exclusive WentWood neighborhood. “Anyone else think senior year has been one giant let down?”
On her floor, her best friend Charlotte lay on her stomach flipping through a magazine.
Cassie Carrigan, another friend, propped her feet on the desk and leaned back in the rolling chair. She lifted her eyes from the Kindle in her lap. “What?”
“This is what I mean.” Hadley sat up and released a dramatic breath. “It’s Saturday morning, and the three of us are just laying here in silence.”
Charlotte grunted. “Excuse me, but I just played a hockey game last night. Then, I had a figure skating session with my mom this morning. I think I earned an afternoon doing nothing.”
Cassie shrugged. “I like boring.”
A groan rose in Hadley’s throat. “It’s not just today. This entire year has just been so… vanilla.”
“Vanilla?” Charlotte raised an eyebrow.
“Nothing big has happened, no drama. Where were the drunk people at winter formal or the senior pranks? I would die for a senior prank.” She flopped back on the bed.
“Please don’t die.” Charlotte flipped a page in her magazine. “That would be unfortunate.”
“Just like you reading that thing? Who actually reads magazines anymore?”
Charlotte shrugged. “It was Jack’s.”
“Wait, you’re reading my grandfather’s magazine?” She crawled to the end of the bed and peeked over. “History or cigars?”
“Cigars.”
“Really?”
Charlotte shook her head with a laugh. “No. Not really. It’s National Geographic. They did this entire spread on Native Americans. Apparently, they found a new cache of artifacts.”
“Really?” Cassie put her Kindle on the desk and lowered herself to the floor beside Charlotte. “Mind if I read it too?”
“My friends are geeks.” Hadley sighed.
“Hey!” Charlotte tried to suppress a grin. “I resemble that.”
Cassie laughed like that was the funniest thing she’d ever heard.
“All right, I’m out.” Hadley pushed through her door and walked down the hall where she entered Roman’s room without knocking. “Save me from my boredom. Please.”
Roman Sullivan was the first platonic boy friendship Hadley had ever had. After his parents moved overseas, he lived with Cassie and Jesse until he fell madly and over-the-top in love with Cassie. Now, he lived in her house so Cassie’s dad would allow them to date.
It was both adorable and obnoxious how into each other they were.
Roman paused the video game on his TV and looked up. “Dude, you almost messed me up.”
“Wouldn’t want that.” She flicked his head before sitting beside him and picking up the extra controller. “Let me play. Please. I can’t take anymore smart-people talk.”
