swimming, but never heard of lacrosse.”
“You’ve gotta come. Game starts at three and bring the Kluft girls,” he says with a wink.
I’m not going anywhere without them, and he knows it.
We finish what we can of the project before going separate ways.
I walk on the hall and now the entire hallway is decorated. There are streamers and balloons everywhere. I spy Tori and Georgia at the end of the hall finishing up.
“What are y’all up to?” I holler at them.
“Ya know, getting ready for an awesome Kluft second floor par-tay!” Tori says.
“Well, I can’t wait. Hey, y’all wanna go to the lacrosse game this afternoon?”
“Sure, I haven’t ever seen one of those before,” Georgia states.
“Girl, I’m with ya. Joe asked if I would go to the game. I don’t even know what to expect.”
“Okay, let me give ya a little quick lesson. There are two teams.” Georgia and I look at Tori like we aren’t complete idiots. “Each team uses sticks to pass a ball down the field. The goal is to score into a goal. It’s kinda like soccer in a way, but not really.”
“You made that about as clear as mud, Tori,” I say before walking into my room.
Mom, Dad, and Tessa call to wish me happy birthday. Mom said to make sure I check my mail today. I don’t know why I hadn’t even thought about that. I’m also starting to wonder why I haven’t heard from Piper today. It’s not like her to forget my birthday. Wonder what’s up with her? I’m not sure if I have enough time between now and the lacrosse game to check my mailbox, so I decide to wait until after the game.
I take a few minutes to freshen up before going to the lacrosse field with the Kluft girls. We find a seat on the bleachers, and that is when I notice the goalie. There isn’t but one person that looks that good on campus. His name is none other than Jackalope Joe. He looks my direction and waves his stick.
The game is pretty neat. I just can’t believe I haven’t heard of this sport before. It’s like football meets soccer. I love the players’ uniforms. The guys are padded on top and we all get a good look at their asses in those shorts.
The game is an easy win. We stand around a few minutes then begin to walk back to the dorm. As we are walking, I remember that I need to go check the mail. I’m betting there is an awesome present in there.
“Y’all, I gotta go check the mail. I’ll meet you in a few. K?”
“I’ll go with ya,” Georgia says and off to the post office we go.
The post office is very small. I have my little key, but see that there is a note to see the postmaster. I also notice some junk mail and a few envelopes. I’m thinking my grandma has sent me some moo-la-lee. Yes!
I give the note to the postmaster, and she comes back with a huge box. I thank her and Georgia and I stop outside to throw away the junk mail. I glance at the envelopes, and that is when my heart stops. I know that handwriting beyond the shadow of any doubt. I feel every ounce of my being shake and I don’t know how to move, respond, or what to do next. It’s from Dylan.
“Charley girl, are you okay? I think you might want to sit down for a minute. You don’t look so good.” She guides me to the steps and we sit down.
“I have no clue what was in the mail, but I know it’s something because of this.” She motions up and down my body.
“I…I… don’t know if I can talk about it.”
“If you don’t, that’s okay, but I’m here if you need me. I promise your secrets are safe with me. Do you want me to get rid of it?”
“Um, I better keep it. I’m just not going to open it until later. I’m not going to let it ruin my day.”
As I’m trying to get myself ready to walk back to the dorm room, Georgia spots the name on the
“You’ve gotta come. Game starts at three and bring the Kluft girls,” he says with a wink.
I’m not going anywhere without them, and he knows it.
We finish what we can of the project before going separate ways.
I walk on the hall and now the entire hallway is decorated. There are streamers and balloons everywhere. I spy Tori and Georgia at the end of the hall finishing up.
“What are y’all up to?” I holler at them.
“Ya know, getting ready for an awesome Kluft second floor par-tay!” Tori says.
“Well, I can’t wait. Hey, y’all wanna go to the lacrosse game this afternoon?”
“Sure, I haven’t ever seen one of those before,” Georgia states.
“Girl, I’m with ya. Joe asked if I would go to the game. I don’t even know what to expect.”
“Okay, let me give ya a little quick lesson. There are two teams.” Georgia and I look at Tori like we aren’t complete idiots. “Each team uses sticks to pass a ball down the field. The goal is to score into a goal. It’s kinda like soccer in a way, but not really.”
“You made that about as clear as mud, Tori,” I say before walking into my room.
Mom, Dad, and Tessa call to wish me happy birthday. Mom said to make sure I check my mail today. I don’t know why I hadn’t even thought about that. I’m also starting to wonder why I haven’t heard from Piper today. It’s not like her to forget my birthday. Wonder what’s up with her? I’m not sure if I have enough time between now and the lacrosse game to check my mailbox, so I decide to wait until after the game.
I take a few minutes to freshen up before going to the lacrosse field with the Kluft girls. We find a seat on the bleachers, and that is when I notice the goalie. There isn’t but one person that looks that good on campus. His name is none other than Jackalope Joe. He looks my direction and waves his stick.
The game is pretty neat. I just can’t believe I haven’t heard of this sport before. It’s like football meets soccer. I love the players’ uniforms. The guys are padded on top and we all get a good look at their asses in those shorts.
The game is an easy win. We stand around a few minutes then begin to walk back to the dorm. As we are walking, I remember that I need to go check the mail. I’m betting there is an awesome present in there.
“Y’all, I gotta go check the mail. I’ll meet you in a few. K?”
“I’ll go with ya,” Georgia says and off to the post office we go.
The post office is very small. I have my little key, but see that there is a note to see the postmaster. I also notice some junk mail and a few envelopes. I’m thinking my grandma has sent me some moo-la-lee. Yes!
I give the note to the postmaster, and she comes back with a huge box. I thank her and Georgia and I stop outside to throw away the junk mail. I glance at the envelopes, and that is when my heart stops. I know that handwriting beyond the shadow of any doubt. I feel every ounce of my being shake and I don’t know how to move, respond, or what to do next. It’s from Dylan.
“Charley girl, are you okay? I think you might want to sit down for a minute. You don’t look so good.” She guides me to the steps and we sit down.
“I have no clue what was in the mail, but I know it’s something because of this.” She motions up and down my body.
“I…I… don’t know if I can talk about it.”
“If you don’t, that’s okay, but I’m here if you need me. I promise your secrets are safe with me. Do you want me to get rid of it?”
“Um, I better keep it. I’m just not going to open it until later. I’m not going to let it ruin my day.”
As I’m trying to get myself ready to walk back to the dorm room, Georgia spots the name on the
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