Page 87 of We Shouldn't Be Together
The blush intensifies across my cheeks. “Glad I could surprise you.”
“You also surprised me in chem today. I’ve never seen you work so hard.”
“Well, we promised to get this assignment done. And it’s not exactly easy to talk in that class.”
“You mean when we’re not arguing?”
“Exactly. Why the heck is it so awkward?”
“Because we’re supposed to hate each other.”
I suck in a breath and shift in my seat. The server chooses this exact awkward moment to set our drinks down on the table.
Kai thanks him, and when the server leaves, he leans in and lowers his voice. “I didn’t say that Idohate you. It’s awkward because not too long ago we were at each other’s throats.”
“Agreed.” I sigh. “And I’m kinda freaked at the idea of Cammy seeing us being nice to each other.”
Kai groans, sitting back in his seat. “Screw Cammy.”
I giggle nervously. “What?”
“Why do you put so much stock in what she thinks? She treats you so badly.”
“She is my friend. And she’s not terrible twenty-four-seven. Sometimes she’s really sweet.”
He deadpans me. “Like when?”
“Like, when she brings me hot chocolate before driving me to dance class. Or she’ll buy me earrings to go with a dress I just bought. It’s mostly random, but it counts.”
Kai’s brow lifts. “You’re a dancer?”
There’s that blush again. “Not anymore. Her new step-sister joined the class, and now Cammy has us boycotting the dance studio.”
“You’re not dancing because of Cammy? Why am I not surprised?”
“It was a silly little hobby to fill in Tuesday nights. No biggy. I wasn’t even very good.”
“You don’t need to justify her actions.”
“I’m not. Seriously, I have two left feet, and I’m not very fit.”
Kai taps the side of his glass. “But with practice, you would’ve gotten better.”
“Listen, Mr. Everybody-should-play-a-team-sport.” I huff a breath after that mouthful. “I’m cool with giving it up. I’m sorry I even brought it up.”
He tilts his head, taking me in. “Are you?”
No, not really. I take a sip of chocolaty-peppermint goodness to lift my spirits.
“So, this step-sister,” Kai continues, “does she go to our school?”
I shake my head, setting my mug down. “She’s transferring next year. She wants to end the year with the same teachers. I think she’s into school.”
“How about that? Is she from out of town?”
“Logan’s Point.”
Kai spit-takes, slamming his glass down. “What? After all the grief Camila has given Jamie about being a scholarship kid from Logan’s Point, her own sister is from there?”
