“Oh Grant,” he said, making his voice girly and obnoxious. “He’s so amazing. He’s the best thing to ever walk the face of the Earth.” He looked back at me. Lexie playfully swatted his arm.
“You told him?” I asked, slightly embarrassed.
“Oh geez, not you too, Kylie.” I guess that answered that question.
Lexie laughed. “No, but you just did!”
“I don’t get it. So he’s new, mildly attractive–big freaking deal.” Clearly annoyed, Dylan waved a dismissive hand.
“Uh huh, mildly attractive. Sounds like someone is jealous,” Lexie teased.
“Guys don’t get jealous. That’s a girl thing,” Dylan retorted.
“Okay, if you say so.” Smiling, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “Got to go. See you tonight?”
“Yeah, I’ll drop by. But if you girls are building some sort of shrine to Grant, I’m out of there.”
Lexie’s face lit with intrigue, “Ooh good idea. Think you can pick us up some candles? And if you could snag a few strands of his hair that would be killer.”
I chuckled, unable to get the mental image of Dylan sneaking around the boys’ locker room out of my head.
He eyed her skeptically. “I’m not so convinced you’re joking.”
“Who said it was a joke?” She stared at him with her large brown eyes as she shrugged innocently.
“Don’t let the rest of the girls around here get wind of your plans, they may crash your party.” We laughed as he walked away. “See you later,” he called over his shoulder as he made his way to some waiting friends.
Lexie and I slid into her car. The leather seats burned my legs so I tucked my blazer under me. She reached for her seat belt, then swore pulling her hand away.
“Think someone needs to remind Mother Nature it’s supposed to be spring,” she mumbled, gingerly making a second attempt to grab her seat belt. After successfully buckling, she looked over at me.
“So, what was that about?”
“Are you two back together?”
Our sentences jumbled together being spoken one on top of the other. We laughed.
“Okay, you first. Dylan and I getting back together is a regular occurrence. I want to know about this Conor guy who, by the way, is not too shabby himself.” Lexie wiggled her eyebrows as her mouth curved mischievous.
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