ADDY
I plop down on Kayâs bed.
âHeâs not answering,â I grumble, glancing at my phone for what feels like the hundredth time, hoping to see a response from Asher.
When the screen remains blank, I canât help but frown.
âDonât worry about it. Heâs probably just tied up.â Kaylee absentmindedly twirls a strand of hair around her finger.
âTied up for five days?â I question, pulling my legs up onto the bed.
âHey, itâs spring break. Youâll see him at school on Monday. Donât let it get you down.â She nudges my foot with hers, but I just shake my head.
âHe was supposed to be staying home, but every time I check, heâs not there. His window is always closed. He doesnât answer my calls, and when he does, heâs curt. Itâs like heâs avoiding me and I canât figure out why.â I toss my phone aside.
âYeah, that does sound odd. Did you do something?â
I shoot her an annoyed glare.
âWhat? Iâm just asking.â
âKaylee, I havenât seen him since the day we kissed and he was acting normal then.â
âI still canât believe you kissed him again!â she squeals.
I groan.
~What did I do?~
~Was it Jalina?~
âDo you want me to ask Blake whatâs going on?â
I shake my head. âIâll ask him myself.â
âDidnât you just say heâs avoiding you?â
I run a hand through my messy hair. âWe were supposed to see ~Spider-Man: Far From Home~ today, if thatâs still happening.â I sigh.
âYou little traitor! Ditching me to watch ~Far From Home~ with Asher?â
I chuckle.
âHeâs the one who asked me. I just said yes.â
âIâm totally ditching you next time a good movie comes out,â she hisses, kicking me again. I stick my tongue out at her.
Our playful banter is interrupted by a ringtone. I immediately sit up, searching for my phone.
âHere, itâs him.â Kaylee hands me my phone, and I canât help but grin at her. She grins back before gesturing toward the door, and I nod in understanding.
I answer the call just as she slips out of her room.
âHi,â I say, smiling at the thought of him on the other end of the line.
âAddy?â
~No way~ I think to myself. âButtercup?â
I grip the phone tighter. âYeah, Iâm here.â
~Is he going to explain himself now?~
âYou knowâ¦about the movie?â I hear him ask.
âUh-huh?â I respond.
âI canât today. Something came up.â His voice is flat, and I try to keep my disappointment from showing.
âOh, thatâs fine, no worries. We can go another day.â My voice wavers as I lie back on the bed, waiting for his response.
âWeâll see. Iâm really busy right now.â
I swallow hard, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling.
âOh,â I say again.
âLook, I have to go now. So Iâll talk to you later.â
âWait,â I stammer. âIs something wrong, did I do something?â
âNo. Look, I really have to go. Bye.â
âBuââ
He hangs up. I pull the phone away from my ear and stare at it.
~What.~
~The.~
~Hell.~
I bolt off the bed and fling open the door. I nearly trip as I race down the stairs to find Kaylee.
Sheâs sitting on the couch, probably texting Blake. As soon as she sees me, she puts her phone away and pats the spot next to her.
I throw myself onto the couch, curling up in her lap.
âIâm going to kick his sorry ass,â she mutters, running a hand through my hair.
âHe called to tell me he was busy today. He didnât even want to talk,â I whisper, trying to keep my emotions in check.
âDo you want me to slap him or punch him? Iâm partial to slaps, but itâs really up to you.â She looks at me with a serious expression and I canât help but laugh at her attempt to cheer me up.
âIâll be the one to punch him.â I stretch out on her lap, burying my face in the pillows so she canât see my expression.
âAre you crying?â she asks, and I pinch her thigh.
âNo, Iâm just annoyed. Really annoyed. He should at least tell me what I did before acting all weird.â
Kaylee gathers my hair in her hand.
âOkay, listen up, babe. Right now, Asher is acting like a jerk. Weâre going to find out whatâs got him all twisted upâbut for now, just forget about it.
âWe usually have so much fun during spring break and now you want to sit here and mope over some guy?â
I nod and she smacks my butt.
âHey!â I yelp.
âWrong answer! Weâre going to rewatch ~Homecoming~ and then go see ~Far From Home~ at the theater. Iâm way better company than Asher anyway.â I look up at her to see her wiggling her eyebrows at me.
âI donât feel likeâ¦â I start, only to be cut off by Kaylee.
âIâm not taking no for an answer. Weâve been too wrapped up with the boys. I feel like we donât have time for each other anymore.â
I grin, propping myself up on one elbow.
âMissed me?â I wiggle my eyebrows at her.
âYouâre the one who missed me!â she shrieks, starting to tickle me.
âKaylee,â I gasp when I run out of breath, and she stops her attack.
âSo, are we in agreement?â she arches an eyebrow at me, and I canât help but grin as I nod.
âExcellent!â She gives my butt a playful pat.
âYouâre still fixated on my butt, I see,â I tease, and she bursts into laughter.
âObviously, girl! Now, letâs go grab some snacks.â She squirms beneath me, and I canât help but smile back.
God, I adore this woman.
***
âAnd where might you two be headed?â Mr. and Mrs. Heart enter the room, and I glance up.
I greet them, then gesture towards the tickets in Kayleeâs hand. âWeâre off to see ~Far From Home~.â
âWithout me?â Kayâs dad points at himself, feigning hurt.
I chuckle. âWeâll bring you along next time.â
He waves us off, grinning. âJust pulling your leg, kiddo. Have a good time.â
âEnjoy yourselves!â Kayâs mom echoes, smiling warmly.
âWe will, thanks. Weâre heading out now!â Kaylee grabs my hand and tugs me along.
âIâm so excited!â I exclaim, linking my arm with my best friendâs.
âMe too!â She quickens her pace, and I canât help but laugh.
âSlow down!â
âWe need to grab popcorn and drinks. Weâve got everything else, right?â
âYep. 3D glasses and tickets.â
âAwesome! 4DX ~Far From Home~, here we come!â I race after her, Asher momentarily forgotten.
***
Once we reach the theater, we snag our snacks and head inside.
âSee, I told you weâd make it on time.â She flashes her phone at me and I roll my eyes. She was the one who insisted on rushing here, after all.
âWhere are our seats?â I clutch the oversized popcorn bucket to my chest.
âRow twelve, seats seven and eight,â she replies, leading the way. I trail behind her, collapsing into my seat just as she does.
âItâs starting!â I squeal, barely containing my excitement.
âYep,â Kaylee grins, pressing a finger to her lips.
I nod.
Iâm going to love this movie.
***
We exit the movie theater, hand in hand.
âGreat movie!â
âI canât wait for the next one!â
âMe neither, I nearly lost it at the ending!â I laugh at Kayleeâs dramatic expression.
âStill need to hit the restroom?â
âYep.â She nods, glancing around. I release her hand as she heads over to toss out the popcorn bucket.
âWhich way?â I ask, grinning at her.
âThis way!â she tugs me along.
âKaylee,â I say, pulling at her arm.
âYeah?â
âThanks for getting me out today.â I look up at her and she pulls me into a warm hug.
âWhy do you think Iâm the worldâs best best friend? I deserve a medal.â
I laugh, rolling my eyes.
âI really need to hit the restroom!â She releases me from the hug and tugs me along.
âKayâ¦â I start, but let out a yelp when I suddenly crash into her back.
âWhatâs up?â
She spins around to face me.
âThe restrooms are over there!â Kay says, hastily pulling me in the opposite direction. I furrow my brows at her.
âWhat are you talking about? I can see the restroom sign right there!â I point above us and tug her after me, only to stop dead in my tracks.
My mouth falls open at the sight before me and I take a step back.
âAddyâ¦.â
There, in front of the restrooms, are Asher and Gabe, laughing together. They havenât noticed us yet, and I quickly duck out of sight.
~Not todayâ¦~
âYouâre right, the restrooms are the other way. I must be losing it, canât even read the signs.â
I stride ahead, fighting back the tears threatening to spill.
Kaylee halts me. âAddyâ¦â
âLet it go.â
âI swear, I had no idea. Blakeâs at home studying, so I never thoughtâ¦â
I swallow the lump thatâs formed in my throat.
âHeâs avoiding me and I donât even know what I did wrong.
âYou didnât do anything wrong. Iâm going to give him a piece of my mind!â
She spins around, ready to confront him, but I shake my head at her.
âNot today, Kaylee. I want to go home.â
~Not today.~