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Serena is the only one around when I get inside. “Hey, how is the new job going?”
“Good. I like it so far.” My stomach growls, and I grab a few items from the fridge to make a sandwich.
“Do you work weekends?”
“I work every Friday and Saturday evening. But I get off early.”
“Perfect. I have someone I want you to meet.”
Her grin spreads when I give her a cautious look. “You still want to find a starter penis, right?”
“Yeah, but…”
“He’s a really nice guy. He comes in my work a lot for lunch with his coworkers. He’s always respectful and tips great. He’s not my type, too clean cut, but I said I had a friend he’d be perfect for. I can give him your number this week.”
My instinct is to say no but I’m not sure why. This is what I wanted, to date and find someone I like. It’s not as if a guy is just going to walk up to my door and offer his penis for a deflowering. “What’s he like?”
“He seems nice. Talks to me and smiles a lot. I’m not sure what line of work he’s in but he dresses nice so he’s some kind of professional. Average height and weight with blonde hair and a sexy smile. He’s a little older, but that’s a good thing.”
“How much is a little?”
“Probably around thirty if I had to guess, no older than that. You want someone who knows what they’re doing, Kel. Older is better.”
How about an older teacher?The thought comes unbidden, and I know I need to stop even entertaining that fantasy. “Okay, give him my number and have him text me.”
I’m exhausted and head to bed after I finish eating. At least I don’t have class tomorrow, but I do have coursework to get done before my shift at the music store.
I’m up early to get a head start on it. If this is the kind of workload I’m getting at the beginning of the year, I can’t imagine how much worse it’s going to get. The work isn’t difficult. There’s just a lot of it and nothing I’m really interested in.
Even before I agreed to give college a try, I was hesitant about it, mainly because I have no idea what I want to do as a career. Trey insisted I should go, and that I could just take general education classes until I figured out a plan. Part of me still thinks it’s a mistake to go into debt—even to my brother—for some degree to be decided in the future, but since I have no idea where to start with this new life, I’m taking his advice.
The only class that’s interesting or fun is music, and it’s not like I’m going to major in that. I’m slogging through two chapters of my economics book and trying to hold my eyes open when Zara joins me at the kitchen table.
“Ugh, econ, I hated that class. What a snore fest. Did you get Ms. Fadun?”
“No, Mr. Aldrich.”
“Hmm, haven’t heard of him.” She leans her elbows on the table. “Anyway, I have a guy for you to meet.”
These girls aren’t wasting any time.
“He’s in my women’s studies class and he’s totally enlightened. He won’t pull any sexist bullshit on you. Plus, he’s hot. I think he’d be perfect for you.”
“No way. Back off, I already found her a date,” Serena exclaims, stalking in and putting a bag on the counter. Owen is right behind her and he leans against the counter, grinning at the conversation.
Zara rolls her eyes. “There’s no way your choice is better than mine.”
Serena opens her mouth to argue, and I hold my hand up with a laugh. “Don’t argue. I can talk to them both. Wow, it’s raining men all of a sudden.”
Owen crosses his arms. “Raining men would be horrible. I mean, the streets would be running with blood, the screams would be deafening, and just think of all the busted windshields and bashed in roofs. What an awful thing to say. No wonder you’re single.”
“Are you finished?” I ask, trying to restrain a smile. Owen is hilarious at times, but he always has something to say. It’s a little exhausting.
“Almost. First, I have to point out the obvious. Why search when you have the perfect specimen right in front of you?” He rubs a hand slowly down his chest. “What do you think?”
“Sorry, I couldn’t hear you over the sound of my vagina clanging shut.”
We grin at each other, and he puts his hand over his heart. It’s become a thing between us to tease one another ever since the party, and I have to admit, it’s a lot of fun.
