Page 84 of A Scandal in Homeroom
She immediately pressed her thigh against mine and my mind went blank.
“You think you have control over me now,” I said quietly. Of course, my most desperate fear was that was true.
“Don’t be silly,” she said softly, in her flirty way. “You can fight and dance…what’s that other thing you can do?”
“Kiss?”
“I was thinking of fencing.”
“You wound me,” I told her.
“I’m just saying, someone with all those talents couldn’t possibly be controlled by little old me.”
She gave me her best pout and I had to work not to squirm in my seat.
“Okay you two, enough of that,” Darcy said, as he arrived. “Beth and I prefer to hold court as the most disgusting couple in Haddonfield High.”
“Did you just call me disgusting?” Beth charged.
“Gleefully so,” he said, then bent to peck her on the lips.
She giggled and I thought, there it was. That’s what pathetic looks like. As if she could read my thoughts, she shot me an evil glare.
In the meantime, it appeared that Janie, who had sat across from Ed, was having somewhat of a heated conversation with him.
“It’s none of your business,” she bit out.
“I didn’t say I cared,” Ed volleyed.
“Then why are we talking about this?” she hissed.
“You brought it up.”
She gasped. “I did not. You asked what I was doing this weekend.”
“And you had to tell me you were going out with Sinjun. Seriously, what kind of fucking name is that?”
“First of all, I didn’t say we weregoing out. I said we were going canvassing together. Not the same thing at all. And it’s his name. Get over it,Edward.”
Ed leaned forward over the table, and I hoped he didn’t think that would in any way prevent us all from hearing what was happening between them.
“Are you really that stupid? You think Sinjunisspending his day knocking on doors to register people to vote isn’t really about trying to get in your pants?”
“It’s always about sex for you, isn’t it? Nothing can be simple. Nothing can just be what it is,” she whispered.
She was getting visibly upset, and I could feel Irene, on the other side of me, tense up.
See, this was why I did not spend a lot of time associating with other teenagers. They were all so terribly dramatic.
“Because I’m not an innocent virgin, Janie. I know what guys are thinking about,” Ed said.
“Yes, Ed,” Janie cried. “We all know you’re not a fucking virgin. Congratulations! The entire school knows. Well done. Where is your girlfriend anyway?”
“Janie, don’t…” Ed snapped.
“Why not? Why not just say her name? It’s Bee. Only you never talk about her, you rarely see her. We all know you had sex with her, that’s for sure. Why can’t we all talk about it? It’s not like she’s some dark secret you’re hiding in the attic of your house, is she? I mean, she is still your girlfriend?”
“She’s not a secret,” Ed said, utterly resigned. “She’s still my girlfriend.”
