All-day Friday, I was in sort of a daze. I kept rereading the text from Cassidy. She got off thinking about me. Yeah, that’s a confidence boost. Another confidence boost is how she reacted to me sending that pic of myself.
I had been worried she would get upset or just ignore me after sending it. No one can really predict what Cassidy will do from moment to moment. So I was glad she thought the pic was hot.
And I was okay with her not wanting us to act differently at school. Granted, I don’t know how long I’ll be cool with keeping what’s going on a secret. But I figure it’s best to wait till after our date Saturday.
Given how excited I am for our date might explain why I was up early and already waiting on the porch as Forrest pulled up to the curb. Justin and Ben were already in the car.
He must have picked Justin up first as he snagged shotgun. So I hopped in the back with Ben giving Forrest a grin. Like me, he’s got a hot da
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I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun shopping in my life as I did with Riko and her granny Yūri. That old lady is life goals. I don’t get why she’s not a more prominent fixture in Riko’s life. I don’t think my moms could keep grandma and Abuela away from James and me if they wanted to. Like it would require restraining orders and threats of nuclear war. So what kind of shit has Mr. Shiraishi used to keep his in-laws out of the picture? And better question why would he want to keep them away from Riko? Riko obviously needs a female figurehead in her life since losing her mom. She needs someone that will teach her to be a strong independent woman. And Yūri is the woman for the job. It was fun hanging with Yūri while we embarrassed Riko, making her try on bras and all these cute clothes for her date tonight and keeping her date tomorrow in mind. But while Riko was trying on clothes, I couldn’t help but feel shitty. Here I am joining Riko
I was taking a big chance bringing Cassidy here. And now only am I telling her about my volunteering here, which only my parents knew about. I’m also telling her this is what I want for my future. Even my parents don’t know that part. I was worried about how she might react. Not that I thought she’d think it was stupid or lame of me. I wasn’t sure if she’d think this was a suitable date. I want her to see I’m more than the dumbass jock she thinks I am. And I think that part is working given the kiss. “It’s down this way. Though I’m getting worried since I don’t hear people.” I frowned, taking her hand leading the way. Usually, on game nights, this place is buzzing with life. Families and friends gather together to cheer for the kids. There’s even a concession stand with popcorn, soda, and candy to enjoy during the game. “It does seem quiet for a game night. Would the coach have called or texted you if things got cancele
I wasn’t sure what I had expected tonight. But for Collin to take me to a kids basketball game for the Boys & Girls Club that he is an assistant coach for wasn’t on my list of possibilities. It now suddenly makes perfect sense. Like everything makes so much sense. Why Collin doesn’t want to take trig and why that math level wouldn’t matter to his future. But also why he’s an utter child at times, always goofing around at school. He spends his free time with fourth graders. It’s all so clear. So utterly adorably clear. I didn’t even care that the game ended up being canceled. I thought we’d leave and go to the Starbucks I saw not far from some coffee and then end the date cause of the weather. But instead, Collin surprised me with an impromptu dance party for two. It was sweet and cute and a sledgehammer to the walls I built. I was smiling like a fool as I got into the house. However, my smile faded when I saw James
It took every ounce of self-control to not call or at least text Cassidy the rest of the weekend. I don’t want to come off as clingy, and I’m sure she’d have texted me if she wanted to talk to me. My phone did buzz with a text from a Summers. Too bad it was the wrong fucking one. James can just lose my number at this rate. If he’s going to be a next-level douchebag to his sister, I don’t want to associate with him. I wasn’t really nice when I replied to him either. Fucker doesn’t deserve friendly Collin. James: What were you doing with my sister last night? Collin: Who said I saw her? James: I’m not an idiot Collin: Debatable James: I saw your car dropping her off Collin: If it was any of your business, she’d tell you. But oh wait, that would require her trusting you. Trusting that you would give two fucks and actually listen to her rather than dismissing her. James: That’s not
Hate is a strong word. And I reserve the use of it for very select individuals. For example, I HATE Brant Jones.I hate him with the fire of a thousand suns. Well, a new name has been added to my hate list. Ryōta Shiraishi has taken the second slot on my list. And he is uncomfortably close to tying Brant as the worst person I’ve ever had the displeasure of meeting. I’d have laid that old man out if I hadn’t wanted to get in trouble at the hospital. He’d get a room of his own. What kind of parent thinks it’s okay to cut their child off from anyone but them? That’s toxic shit right there. I spent the rest of Sunday researching laws regarding child abuse. I swear if I find he’s done anything illegal, I will make sure he pays for it. So far, I’ve turned up nothing. And given what the Frost boys had to say, they’ve made no headway either. Though I did get to put Jane in her place. I’m so over her shit. And wit
I knew I screwed up when my hand made contact with her skin. As nice as it was to feel her thigh’s soft skin, I knew I’d fucked up. She went rigid and bolted. Not just from her chair but the room. As she rushed out, everyone looked at her, then at me. Cause obviously, it’s my fault Forrest arched an eyebrow, watching me with interest with his cast up on another chair and crutches blocking a third, making his own little isolation space where no one could bother him. I needed to go after her, but I couldn’t exactly do that without drawing more attention. I need a diversion. As if hearing my silent plea or my brain working overtime to come up with one, Forrest came to the rescue. Taking a black marker from his bag and holding it up in the air, he let out a sharp whistle. “Yo! Who wants to sign my cast!?” He exclaimed to the room. And bam, all eyes went from me. No one cared why Cassidy rushed out like that. Everyone was clamoring to g
I don’t like that he has a point. I don’t want to think about how much trouble being friends with Brant could someday bring my brother. Brant always finds a way to push blame from himself to others.I don’t want that to be James’ wake-up call. I don’t want him getting in trouble, especially with the law, to be how he learns his lesson about Brant. I just don’t know how to get through to James for him to wake up sooner. “As sweet, I suppose it is that you are worried… if that’s the right word… for James. I’ll deal with him. And if he doesn’t learn before it’s too late….” I frowned as we hurried through the cold into the hospital. “He’ll learn it the hard way. And as his sister, I will be there. I will pull him back to his feet and help dust him off.” I sighed. Collin sighed, shaking his head. “I guess I won’t understand it. Being an only child and all. You oddly have more patience for him than you do anyone else. He should seriously count
Yes, I know exactly what she wants me to explain. I called her my girlfriend. It was the heat of the moment, and I just said the first thing that came to mind. I didn’t like how the old asshole was talking to her. Though I mean shit, Cassidy didn’t need me to stand up for her. She didn’t need my protection from his harsh words. No. If anyone needed protection from harsh, cutting words, it was Mister Shiraishi. Because fuck, my girl has the sharpest tongue in the world. Her words are her blade, and it is always razor-sharp. “You know exactly what. Don’t give me that shit. You called me your girlfriend. I don’t recall agreeing to that. Then again, I don’t recall you even asking.” Cassidy poked me hard in the center of my chest. I chuckled. I probably shouldn’t, especially as those emerald eyes narrowed at me with annoyance. But it’s funny, and Cassidy is so damn cute I want to kiss her. I want to kiss her senseless. I want to kiss her
Nine, nine years! Can you believe it? It’s been NINE years since we graduated from Ravenwood. It’s insane how much life has changed since my senior year of high school. I know you’re all here to get the deets on our lives since Cassidy and I got together. And I’ll tell you everything, promise. I think I’ve got time to recap nine years before we meet our friends for the holiday lights at the waterfront park. So you already know we both were going to Boston University. We got an apartment together with mild concerns, prompted mainly by my mom. It wasn’t anything super big or nice like Riko and the brothers shared. We didn’t have that kind of cash. So we split rent on a one-bedroom place near campus. We quickly learned that living together would be a nightmare if we didn’t start making some changes. Like I learned, if I left dirty clothes on the floor, they would be thrown at me and told to clean up. I also learned that I get a bottle thrown at my head if I don’t separate recycling
“Collin, come with me.” I whispered, grabbing his arm with our stuff in hand. “Um… okay. Where are we going?” Collin furrowed his brow as I led him out of the dance. I feel no regrets for leaving early. I told our friends we’d find our way home before I went to see him at the drink table. “You’ll see.” I answered, leading him into the elevator. I didn’t let him ask more questions in the elevator as I pulled him down, kissing him. I wanted to stop his questions and ease my nerves. His lips are damn good at putting me at ease. Time to see what else they are good at. My plan was working, at least for the elevator ride. But as soon as it dinged, I had to pull away and lead Collin down the hall to the deluxe garden view room I reserved. “Um… Cass. We’re in the main part of the hotel. What’s going on?” Collin questioned, looking around a bit confused. “While being clueless is one of your cute qualities, I know you are smarter than this.” I rolled my eyes, put my keycard into the l
Things were all falling into place. These last few months of school have probably been the best since I transferred to Ravenwood. And as unexpected as it is, Collin Cole is the reason why. Brant got expelled, and I haven’t had to see his face. Sure, he didn’t do time for his crimes, but he lost his followers, got arrested, and was forced to pay fines for trespassing and damaging Collin’s car. Riko’s been making great strides in her therapy. She was not just getting past her fear of being in the front seat of a car, either. She’s told me she opened up and is working on her issues with her dad and talking about her mother, a woman she barely remembers. Her facing her trauma head-on got me back to my therapist more regularly. My therapist has praised the progress I’ve been making. Mainly my progress in my aversion to intimacy. No, Collin and I still haven’t gotten past heavy petting. But I’m ready for that to change. I want to move forward in our relationship, to know that as we atte
So other than the whole Brant situation, the dance was a good time. Zach’s the only miserable one, and I owe that guy two dozen vegan donuts from Dunkin. Mostly their banana pudding, pb&j, and the pistachio raspberry. The dude would live on those three flavor donuts if he didn’t know he’d have to work twice as hard to keep in shape. I don’t know. Personally, I’m not a big donut guy. To each their own. Speaking of each their own, I’m shocked Amy agreed to come with James. I knew that James asking how I snagged his sister was sus. I just didn’t think he’d have set his sights on Amy, a girl he helped torment about her weight. He better not screw it up. Amy’s a sweet girl, and I know his sister would kick his ass all over the city if he messes with Amy. And how close the girls are, if our girls get pissed at James, we guys will have to beat his ass. Not an outcome he wants, especially with Isaiah and Lucas. But he was good the whole dance. When I managed to take my eyes off Cassidy, I
I don’t know what, if anything, Mrs. Cole did. Collin told me how she made him tell her about Brant hitting him and how pissed she was. Honestly, I’m a bit surprised. Mrs. Cole seemed like a sweet lady, maybe a bit pushy about his academics but still sweet. I don’t know if she’s made any progress with the Brant issue. He’s still at school, giving us dirty looks whenever he sees us in the halls. Because of what happened between him and Riko, he got a schedule change, so he’s no longer in the same English class with her. Riko said Mister Frost managed to make sure of that. And well, I guess that shows the Frost name is more powerful than Jones. At least he’s kept his damn mouth shut, and beyond the dirty looks hasn’t come near any of us. I have this feeling something big is coming. I don’t know if it’s good or bad. But I can imagine Brant is just biding his time to make an asshole move. For now, I won’t look a gift horse in the mouth, which can I say is fucking weird saying. All I
It would be an understatement to say my mom was livid about me getting detention, especially for being tardy to Trigonometry class. She ripped me a verbal new one on the phone when the office called her to advise I would be staying after for detention. She had Mrs. Clark put me on the phone to give me a lecture. Despite that, I drove myself to school my mom was waiting for me after detention ended. Cassidy’s moms were waiting as well. Unlike mine, they didn't look pissed. When your daughter is Cassidy and is known for protests and stirring up trouble, her getting detention is almost expected. But I’ve never had detention before. I’m smart enough to know which teachers will let a tardy slide and which won’t. Mrs. Graham is one of those that doesn’t make exceptions. No official tardy note from a teacher or school administrator, and she gives you detention. At least the bitch is consistent. I watched Cassidy leave with her moms before daring to approach mine with my head down. I knew
It was very suspicious that I didn’t see Collin after fourth period. The boy had been more reliable than the bus schedule when it came to being there to walk with me after class. It made me nervous. Like, did something happen? He hasn’t texted me. Or is he up to something? Ugh, he better not be up to something. I do not like surprises. And it didn’t help that Brant was giving me the dirtiest looks at lunch, whispering to his friends. What’s his fucking problem? Other than that, his head is wedged up his ass? “Mind if we join you?” Ben smiled as he, Zach, and a couple of other guys from the basketball team sat at my otherwise empty table. “Free country.” I shrugged. I generally eat lunch alone, given I don’t have a lot of friends, and what friends I have don’t have the same lunch period. I can only assume Ben and these guys are sitting here because I’m dating Collin. Not sure how I feel about that. Though I noticed Brant and his ass kissers stopped looking in my direction. So I gu
I still don’t know what James’ angle was, but he supported and defended his sister. Too bad it got me into debt with the plastic bitches. I don’t particularly appreciate owing them. It feels dirty or something. However, I got to tease Cassidy before gym, and I know I left her wanting. A little blue in her lady balls won’t kill her. I’ll be more than happy to address her desires and needs after work. Of course, nothing happens without her initiating it. But the lingering looks she was throwing my way during PE, I feel things might start taking steps forward on the physical side of our relationship. I won’t get my hopes up, though. I thought today would be back on track as a good day. I walked Cassidy to her following two classes, holding her hand both times. Hell, I even snuck a kiss in when I left her at her history class. I was back in a good mood as I headed for French. Of course, I didn’t make it to class. I got yanked into one of the bathrooms and pushed into the counter, hip f
It’s crazy how just the sight of someone’s face can ruin your entire mood. But seeing Brant standing outside of school turned my mood faster than mayo in the desert. Just great now because of that analogy, my stomach isn’t just queasy from the sight of his face but the memory of the time I ate potato salad that hadn’t been kept cold. I felt like I was going to throw up. Maybe if I do, it’ll be on Brant. I hate that he stopped us. I hate it even more that I froze instead of knocking him out when he basically threatened to rape Riko. I hate that my body reacts like this. And it’s not always consistent. Sometimes I don’t freeze, and I unleash my wrath on Brant. But this wasn’t one of those times. I did get a little satisfaction at Ben calling Brant out for having a tiny dick. I got even more when Justin laid Brant out for being disrespectful to Ben. Looks like I was on the nose about those two. I was more than ready to leave it at that. To carry on with my day and, most importantly,