Believe in Us (Jett #2) Read Online Free Page B

Bell today? We haven’t had it in a while.”
    “Whatever you want is fine,” I say, taking her hand. We slip into my truck and I blast the radio while we sit in the parking lot. It’s not like anyone can overhear me but I’m not taking any chances since I totally lied to my mom. When the music is nice and loud, I tell Keanna every single thing my parents told me.
    “Wow.” Keanna touches her throat. “So, I guess that’s good right?” Her voice gets higher. “I mean yeah, that’s awesome for them. Yay for Becca . . .”
    “Why are you acting like a crazy person?” I ask.
    She shakes her head quickly and reaches for the radio button, changing channels. “I’m fine.”
    “You don’t seem fine.”
    I have to work on her all the way to Taco Bell before she finally tells me what’s wrong. Her lip quivers and she gives me that look—the same fearful face I’d seen the night her mom left her for good.
    “I know this makes me a terrible person, but if Becca has a baby . . . she won’t want some teenager living at her house anymore.”
    “Keanna, that won’t happen,” I say, brushing her hair behind her ears. She shakes her head and disagrees with me and I remember Dad’s words to just listen and not try to fix everything.
    So I listen, right here in the parking lot of the Taco Bell, as Keanna pours out all of her insecurities and worries. I want to tell her that it’ll be fine, but I’m not sure she’d believe me if I did.

Chapter 5
     

     
    Keeping this secret has been a lot harder than I thought it would be. I spend nearly all of my time with Becca when I’m not with Jett, and it’s been completely insane trying to hide what I know. It doesn’t help at all that Becca is being overly happy and excited all of the time. Even if I didn’t know that she was trying to have a baby, I’d suspect that something was up.
    For the next few days, Becca is like a freaking ray of sunshine floating on clouds and spewing hearts of happiness out of her eyes. Nothing at work gets her down—not even when she spills her coffee and it gets all over her white jeans. She just giggles and calls herself a klutz and then runs home to change clothes.
    “It’s cute but it’s weird,” I tell Jett during our lunch break on Thursday. Well, it’s my lunch break. Jett is working out in the gym and I’m sitting next to his weight bench. “Lately Becca is like some kind of . . . well, I can’t even think of an example to compare her to because no one is as happy as she is lately.”
    “I wonder how long she’ll take to tell us about it,” Jett says, exhaling as he lowers the weight bar. He does another rep and then sits up and reaches for his sweat towel. “You think she’d be dying to tell everyone since she’s so excited about it.”
    I peel off a dirt bike sticker that some kid stuck to the floor the other day. “Who knows? Women are weird when it comes to babies.”
    I don’t really know this from personal experience since my own mother only talked about how annoying babies are, but I’ve seen enough movies and TV shows to know that baby fever drives women crazy. That’s why some of them go off and kidnap babies to raise as their own. I shudder.
    “What is it?” Jett asks.
    My phone alarm goes off, signaling the end of my lunch break. “Just thinking about baby-stealing crazies,” I say with a shrug.
    He lifts an eyebrow as he leans over to kiss me goodbye. “You’re a weirdo.”
    I run my tongue over his lips just to prove him right. “So are you!” I say as I head back into the hallway and toward the front desk. I actually forgot to get anything for lunch because once I saw Jett shirtless and working out, I kind of forgot all about food. Now my stomach is growling. Guh .
    Two teen girls are talking to Becca when I get back to the front desk. “Ah,” Becca says, turning to me. “This is Jett’s girlfriend, so you should probably ask her.”
    She gives me a warm smile. Uh, okay.
    “Hi?” I say