bouquet trembled on my lap .
Seth tipped up my chin and leveled his golden eyes at me. “Everyone is going to love you in Texas, Lauren. You’re amazing.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my fingers in his thick, blond curls. PDA was enough to earn us Mess Hall duty, but we were leaving tomorrow. What was the worst the counselors could do?
He cupped the back of my head and kissed me, the warmth of his body seeping into mine. After a moment, we pulled apart, both of us out of breath. “I’m going to miss this,” I murmured .
“I’m going to miss you.” His hands smoothed across my back. “I can’t believe next summer will be our last together.”
I ignored the anxious pang those words inflicted. If all went according to plan, this time next year, we’d be a year-round couple, I’d thought. No more summers-only and no more endings. “Let’s not think about that now.” I brushed my lips against his and gasped when he crushed me to him, banishing my worries with a long, deep kiss .
“Hi, Lauren,” a voice came from beside the barberry bush, breaking me out of my reverie.
“Hey Paige.” I waved to a girl on the cheer team. She was Crash’s girlfriend and was a grade below me. Was it just my imagination, or was she avoiding the rest of the girls?
“I don’t want to bother you–” Her eyes darted toward Jessica as one of her friends burst into giggles over some private joke. “But if you have a minute—”
She hugged her arms around her waist and bit her lip.
“What’s up?” I was game for anything besides wedding planning or a round of ‘stab your friend in the back’ with Jessica’s crew. And I definitely needed to stop thinking about Seth until Matt and I talked. I glanced at my iPhone. Five minutes down, fifteen or so to go. My gut twisted itself in a double knot.
“I’m having some trouble with the new routine, and Jessica said there’s no way I’ll make the squad next year if I don’t get the timing down.”
How charming that we had our very own tyrant to ensure quality control.
“You’ll make the squad.” I’d have a vote on everyone who tried out, just like the rest of my teammates. But then again, maybe I’d be the one getting the boot next year. Breaking up with Matt meant losing the built-in status that came with being his girlfriend.
Without him, would I freefall back into Nerdy Anonymity, never to return?
And if I did, would that be such a bad thing? Being Seth’s fulltime girlfriend was all I needed.
“But if you had time over break, I thought—” Paige shrugged a shoulder, her pink glittery tank top meeting tonight’s dress code better than my superhero tee. “We could get together to practice. I could—I don’t know—make your banners for you next fall to pay you back.”
“Wow.” That was generous, since each cheerleader had to make a banner for two of the guys on the football team, and one of the guys on the basketball team when that season came around. The banners weren’t just Magic Marker on poster board either. They were competitive works of art. “That’s a great trade, Paige, but I’m going to summer camp for eight weeks and when I get home my sister is getting married. I’m not sure if I’ll have time.”
“Oh.” Crestfallen had only been a vocab word for me until that moment. “Okay. I understand.”
“I’m sorry,” I rushed to explain, feeling like I’d just kicked a puppy. “If I was going to be around, I’d definitely—”
“It’s okay.” She twined her finger around a little braid tucked behind one ear. “Is the camp for cheerleading?”
Behind us, someone cranked up the tunes to drown out the sounds of the boys fighting over whether or not a pass was intercepted. A couple of girls gyrated their hips and looked to see if the boys were checking them out.
“No.” I leaned against the tree. “It’s a summer camp in western North Carolina.”
“So is it a sports camp?” Paige’s brow furrowed,