Page 56 of Shy Girls Can't Fake Date

Eight

“Have you got everything, honey?” Mom calls out from the living room on Saturday morning.

My stomach jitters with nervousness, which has lingered since last night.

“Yeah, I think so,” I say, stuffing my beach towel into my tote bag.

I descend the stairs, almost missing a step when I’m hit with a dizzy spell.

I’m going to Logan’s Point with Lewis and his friends.

This isn’t a daydream.

This is real life.

I land on the first floor, renewed with giddiness.Eep! How’d I get this lucky?

I bite inside my lip, remembering the pretense of dating Parker. For now, I can ignore that part. I flick the ties of my blue bikini that run behind my neck and giggle. I can’t believe I’m actually wearing this and Lewis will see. What if he dumps Yvette today?

I giggle again and Mom meets me in the hallway.

“Well, you look happy this morning,” she says with delight. “Excited to see Parker again?”

So much for ignoring that part.

I swallow hard. “Something like that.”

“Did you pack the Tupperware container?”

I pat the tote bag. “I’ve got everything. Is it okay if I wait outside?”

A nervous laugh puffs out of Mom. “Did we embarrass you too much yesterday?”

Yes. “No, it’s just that Parker texted that he’s running late. I think he wants us to get in the car as soon as he pulls up.”

“Us?” Mom asks.

I gesture toward the house on the left. “Lewis from next door is coming with us. He’s probably waiting out front already.”

Mom nods. “Okay, you can wait with your friend.”

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