Page 55 of Enemies to Prom Dates
“Yes, that Wick is in fact a total bore. Oh, and that your new friend Locke is a drug dealer.”
“What?” It was stupid to be surprised but I was. “I mean he’s always vaping. I assumed something illegal. That’s different from dealing though.”
“Wick bought some E from him. Gigi was there.”
I bit my bottom lip. This was all getting more serious than I thought it should be. Gigi was a freshman. She didn’t need be around illegal drug deals.
“I don’t know, Fitz. If Wick finds out Gi’s just using him…you know what they did to me. What they did to Star. I can’t imagine the lengths they would go to humiliate her.”
He nodded somberly. “I know. After last night, I’ve already told her to start backing off. She’s stubborn but she’s not stupid. Are you worried about Kit and Lyd? That someone has plans for them, too?”
“Always. They’re so completely ignorant about how serious it all is,” I said. “Why does it have to be this serious? They’re just kids.”
“I don’t know,” he sighed. Then he leaned in a little closer. “Can we talk about something else?”
I raised my eyebrows intentionally. “There’s more beyond my sister’s humiliation, your sister’s participation in a drug deal, my plot for revenge and a virgin betting ring we’re trying to stop?”
“One more thing.” He smirked. “Chas’s parents are going to be out of town this weekend. Obviously, he’s having a party. I think we should go together.”
I blinked a few times while that translated in my head.
“Are you asking me out on a date?”
At this point there was nothing that could shock me about my life.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Bennet. It’s not a date at all. I’m going to be at the party, you’re going to be at the party. All we’re talking about is me picking you up in my car and taking you there.”
“Which sounds suspiciously like a date.”
He leaned in even closer as if there were ears all around us when the truth was we were basically alone in this corner of the library.
“It’s only a date if I kiss you at the end of it, which I have no intention of doing.”
I looked at his lips and felt something plunge in my stomach.
“You don’t want to kiss me?” I whispered, still looking at his lips.
“No. Not even remotely.”
He was so close our breath was touching if not our mouths.
“I guess that’s not a date then.”
“Exactly what I said,” he whispered back. His nose brushed against mine. “I’ll pick you up?”
I nodded because if I opened my mouth again, the wordskiss mewere going to escape and that would be absolutely tragic.
“Excellent,” he said, backing away and standing up from the table. He’d been brushing his nose against mine, his lips nearly touching me, and now he was standing and walking away as if we’d made a deal to swap class notes.
“See you around, Bennet.”
What the hell had just happened?
* * *
I mademy way toward the cafeteria in a little bit of a daze. How was it, exactly, that Fitz had gone from my mortal enemy to something more? Something other. I felt like I was falling into a trap I wasn’t working very hard to get out of. Like my ankle was caught in a bear trap and I was like, oh well, do with me what you will large bear.
The cafeteria was its normal level of loud and chaotic. I searched for our spot and was pleased to find Reen and Janie already there. I needed to tell them about Locke. Reen needed to know what she was getting into with him.
