Page 43 of One Little Kiss
“It was just for the scavenger hunt, Pamela. You can chill.”
She looks a little taken aback, and I wonder if she’s even playing Elijah’s game. I’m guessing not by her confused reaction.
“Elijah added a new challenge,” I explain. And this time I try to soften my tone a bit. I’m not a fan of Pamela’s…or, I wasn’t a fan of her and Heath when they were together.
They were horrible for each other and it was painful to watch them do the on and off thing for so long.
But, for all her faults, I’ve always felt a little bad for Pamela. Or maybe I just get her in a way that most don’t. She’s not all bad, just super insecure. Once you see that insecurity and know it’s there, it’s kinda hard to hate her.
The hallway is slowly starting to fill up with students on their way to the next class, and we’re garnering more than our fair share of curious glances.
Pamela’s notorious for her attention seeking ways, and I’m guessing every guy watching right now is secretly hoping for a cat fight.
But seriously…not gonna happen.
She shifts, crossing her arms, her anger turning to wariness. “So you’re not, like…into him?”
I roll my eyes but I don’t answer because, honestly, Iwantto be into Dominic. I’dloveto suddenly have a crush on him.
I have a feeling my life would be a million times easier if I woke up one morning crushing on the new boy.
But no. Nope. Nada. Asking him to kiss me yesterday had been a mistake for so many reasons. And it had made it abundantly clear that there’s absolutely no chemistry between us.
But as Pamela narrows her eyes, waiting for an answer, I don’t exactly feel compelled to divulge my deepest, darkest feelings to this chick. “What’s it to you?” I say instead. “I thought you two broke up.”
Pamela scowls.
I know they did. I was privy to the whole trainwreck of an ending when poor Dominic found out that she hadn’t actually broken up with Heath before starting something with him.
I’ve always felt bad for the way that went down, for Dominic’s sake mostly. I mean, Heath and Celia got together as a result, so that’s nice for them, but Dominic got cast as the bad guy in a drama he didn’t even know was unfolding.
That’s another reason I don’t just tell Pamela point blank that I have zero interest in the guy. She deserves to stew.
Heck, she deserves a little payback.
“We’re taking a break,” she says. “But don’t you dare try to steal him away, Noelle.”
It’s hard not to roll my eyes. This girl. She thinks we’re all her competition. She’s never understood that she’s her own worst enemy.
“Dominic’s single,” I say. “And he’s hot, and kind, and an excellent kisser.”
Okay, fine, maybe I’m having a little too much fun making her squirm. But seriously. She deserves it.
“Don’t even, Noelle.” Her eyes get this desperate quality. “You can have any guy you want. Just…” She waves a hand around the hallway like it’s a buffet of hot guys for me to choose from. “Just pick one. But not Dominic.”
I smile. Bullies. I swear. They’re so easy to annoy.
Sure enough, her cheeks turn a splotchy shade of red and that desperation in her eyes turns to anger. “You’re going to the dance with Elijah, right?”
My head jerks back a bit. Her comment catches me off guard.
“So?”
Her expression turns smug. “So how about doing us all a favor and just put that poor guy out of his misery already, hmm?”
I feel like she’s slapped me. “We’re just friends.”
“Oh, so you guys aren’t hooking up?”
