I winced and Caleb stuck his head inside the door. "Everything alright in here?"
"Yes, prince," my guard said sarcastically as he crossed his arms in the corner. "A needle stick isn't supposed to feel like cherries in springtime."
I snorted a laugh. Caleb raised his eyebrow at me with a twist of his lips.
His eyes lit up. "Oh, it's the Vanderbilts! They make these pumpkin and banana pancakes that are so good, they will make you want to slap your momma."
"I already want to," I muttered under my breath.
"What's that?"
"Nothing. Let's go.
Sweetheart," he chided, making my heart skid. "You'll never need me more than I need you.
Shelly CraneThis boy at school taught me. But then he pulled my ponytail on the playground the next day, so I'm not really friends with him anymore."
"Why did he pull your ponytail?"
"Momma says boys are mean when they like you," she whispered in a disgusted voice. "But I think Momma's been misinformed.
So, you used to come up here, too, and escape all the girl drama?" I said and chuckled when his cheeks turned a little red.
"Nah," he refuted. "It was always these two the girls wanted. The Jacobsons are hot commodities around here."
"Bull crap! You had them eating up those stupid 'I'm a cowboy' stories and you know it," Kyle yelled. "The one about you saving your sister from the bull was classic. Classic!"
"Eat me," Rodney said, embarrassed.
I could have died... or cried...or sighed. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do more.
Shelly CraneWhatever happens today, Maggie," Rachel started and I saw her tearing up. I had to look away. "We're here. You will always be our family."
"Even if we have to kidnap you and be a rogue clan," Gran muttered under her breath.
We're going on the roof?" I asked.
"Yep," Caleb answered, "and while we're on the roof, with great cell service-"
"The only cell service!" Kyle yelled.
Gran swatted his butt and shooed him away out the door. "Now, we can get down to business." She rubbed her hands together like a villain.
Shelly CraneOf course I am, Gran," I said quietly. I blew out a breath and leaned my elbows on my knees. "I will admit that the withdrawals suck, though."
"That they do," she agreed and came to sit on the bed with me. "The sooner you get to her, the better you'll feel."
"Yeah, but I don't want to scare her. If I run over there before a decent hour, she'll probably freak and kick me out."
"I highly doubt that, boy." She lifted a piece of hair from next to my ear with her fingers. "Girls usually invite cute boys in, not throw them out.
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