Page 35 of The Rule Breaker
Me:
I didn’t think it was a hard question.
Aurora:
Who is this? Because it can’t be Isabella Hayes. She’d rather do homework than go to a bar.
Me:
Funny. I guess I’ll just go alone then.
Aurora:
Oh, hell no. You’d be a disaster on your own.
I scoff out a laugh.
Me:
Wow. Thanks for the vote of confidence.
Aurora:
You know I’m right. You’d sit in the corner, sip your apple juice like a sad little Victorian child and then leave at 10 p.m. saying you have an early morning.
Me:
First of all, I drank cranberry juice. Second, I make no promises about the 10 p.m. part.
Aurora:
That’s why I’m coming. We’re getting you that rebound.
I hesitate, my fingers hovering over the keyboard.A rebound.The words make my stomach twist, but I push the feeling down. She’s right. I need to move on, have fun, figure out who I am outside of my brother’s shadow and the guy who’s off limits.
Me:
Fine. But no setting me up with weird guys.
Aurora:
Define weird.
Me:
If he refers to women as ‘females,’ I’m out.
Aurora:
Fair. See you at 8. Wear something short and hot.
Me:
No.
Aurora:
Yes.
