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I join hi behind, and in ti to do with horses and a neighboring town called Fairview I sink my teeth into a melt-in-your-mouth chocolate croissant as my mind wanders to a different breakfast table on the other side of town Now, I’ so abruptly—and that look of pained disappointood in my life? I feel like ed on helplessly by the ain with every twist of the track, every one of its occupants screaht—except me
But if Toby was next toat every hill we drop down, instinctively reaching for ain to throw his hands in the air, screaive in and throwthe ride
Maybe, despite my efforts, I will never be able to keep myself away from him
08 | TOBY
Did I seriously just scare Vann off with iant boner?
That was ht for every hour of the day that remained of that fateful Saturday I couldn’t concentrate on a da wood more than I do the rest of the weekend Seriously, ot between us?
Literally?
Why didn’t I get his number, at least? Then I could shoot hi burden of reliving our last rilled Lee for exactly fifteen seconds on what he said to Vann when he ran into hiave his usual non-answers and, once again, laid on his usual unasked-for advice to keep away fro with et my number and text me
That night at work, I just went through thebreaths Mrs Tucker was not happy about having to provide e, and it only made me dwell on Vann even worse My mom showed up at 11:30 PM to take me home, and as she went on about the latest chapter she read in her salacious romance novel, I just stared out theand replayed everyAnd then every little ht I was seconds away fro me
Is it so crazy to think he could be into me? The way he pays so much attention toback toit
Sunday’s such a mess, it doesn’t even occur tooff Sitting at ily set ure is Vann divided by this, Vann to the exponent of that, and Vann, Vann, Vann
It’s just lish would place me, once more, at a desk in front of Hoyt Today, he’s donehis feet up on the back of my chair “Oh, how rude ofso “To kick up otta be so dirty, with all the running I was doing thisHere, buddy, I’ll take the socked soles, now propped on my shoulder instead of the back of the chair, I would say he indeed did a lot of running thisthe the side of et ret, and with the events of my fateful first-day lunch period still fresh, I’lish period is going to be like this, and I have to accept it if I have any hope of surviving this school year
When the bell rings and his feet finally relieve themselves of the home they’ve made atop my shoulders, Hoyt says, “Didn’t see you at G-Man’s this weekend Did you get the poops?”
I’ my notes “Nope”
“I thought we had a date Why’d you stand up your best bud?”