Page 256 of We Shouldn't Be Together
She laughs in my face. “No?”
I stomp my foot. “That’s right. No.”
Her eyes run the length of me. “And since when did you get a backbone?”
“Since I stopped caring about what you think.”
“Well, good for you. It’s just in time.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
She pushes me away from her. “Someone bought our house.”
I stumble to correct my balance. “Someone, what?”
“You heard me,” she taunts. “You saw the For Sale sign the realtor put in the front yard. It was legit.”
“Okay, so you’re moving house,” I respond warily. “No big deal.”
“No, I guess not,” she says stiffly. “It’s only the fact my mom and I are moving to a new town.”
“Wait, what? You’re leaving town?”
“Cammy?” Yvie pipes up, reaching for Camila’s shoulder. “No, that can’t be true. You can’t move.”
Camila bumps her shoulder. “It can, and it is. I’m sick of you two puppies following me around.” The watering of her eyes betrays her, and she sniffs hard. “I’m leaving you in my dust, and there’s not a thing you can do about it.”
Yvie does a mixture of comforting her and brown-nosing her.
Camila’s doing to us what her mother plans to do to her father.
The ultimate guilt trip.
I back away, leaving Yvette to play the game. Even if Camila officially moves away, I’m still done with Yvette.
I’m done with both of them.
When I leave the locker room and join the bustling hallway, I spy Jamie ahead of me, and call out, “Hey, wait up!”
She turns around, and her eyes are like saucers as she witnesses me catching up to her. No doubt she thinks she made a getaway during my scuffle with Camila.
I pant after the short run, catching my breath and making myself laugh. Maybe I should indulge Kai in the running buddies thing again. As long as we’re on a flat surface this time.
“I’ll walk with you,” I say.
Jamie recoils. “Excuse me?”
I gesture ahead of us. “To our lunch table. You are going to the cafeteria, aren’t you?”
“Which table are you calling ours?”
Why is she making this so difficult? “With Kai and the guys.”
“Our lunch table?Our?“ Jamie scoffs, backing off with a wide berth of distance from me. “No, I’m not going to the cafeteria. You’ll have the boys all to yourself.”
Whoa, she’s so freaked out. I reach for her. “Can’t we talk? I know you and I haven’t started out on the best foot, but I’ve really been trying with you.”
Jamie paces down the hall, leaving me without a response.
