The Romeo Club

C.C. interrupted. “Of course she is. Have you seen her rack? And that tight bu—”

“Um, can we not talk about her body parts?” I covered my face with my hand.

“She does have nice tits,” Kevin agreed. “And her legs are pretty hot too.”

“Who’s got nice tits?” Drake sauntered in carrying his school bag.

“Portia,” C.C. said. “Apparently she’s invited Trey over to watch TV tomorrow.”

Drake grinned. “Bet they do more than watch television.”

“Okay, I’m done listening.” I plugged my ears and headed for the stairs.

When I got to my room, I collapsed on my bed, dragging my textbooks from my bag. Portia and Trey. My stomach knotted. It just didn’t make sense to me. By his own admission, he hated dancing—which was all she talked about.

And why does this bother you so much?

I spread my homework across my bed then pulled out my cell to text Kenadi.

Portia asked Trey over 2 her house. Might need more info 4 him.

A knock sounded on my door. “Come in,” I called.

The door swung open and Trey came inside. His gaze wandered over my soccer posters, trophies and bookcase before it landed on me. “I wondered if you might have time to meet up with me tomorrow before I go to Portia’s.” He shoved his hands in his pockets. “I might need help picking out clothes and getting some ideas of things to talk about.”

“Sure. Coach cancelled practice tomorrow.”

“So, do you want me to give you a lift home from school?”

“Sounds good,” I said. “Oh and don’t forget our movie comes out in two weeks.”

He snorted. “Like I’d forget. Are we still going to the midnight release?”

“Hell, yeah. Not sure about Drake, since he and Chloe are attached at the pelvis. But I think Kev and C.C. are still in.”

Just then my phone rang. Trey waved goodbye before stepping out of my room.

“So, our little Trey is all grownup and has his first date?” Kenadi teased.

“Yeah.”

“Well, it just so happens I found out a few more things about Portia. Jasmine said she’s a vegan. She hates scary movies, loves going to the zoo and apparently loves to shop for pushup bras. As if we didn’t notice that from seeing her in tight shirts.”

“Okay, I’ll let Trey know.” I wrote the info down in my notebook. “You know, the more I see them interact or hear him talk about her, the more wrong they seem together. I mean, they have absolutely nothing in common.”

“Is someone jealous?” Kenadi said.

“No. I-I’m looking out for Trey.” But was I jealous? Did I have some deep down infatuation with him I hadn’t recognized yet? I so needed to get things sorted out. Because right now, I had no idea what was going on with me.

Chapter 14

Rex held my hand as we walked down the hall. “Since you don’t have practice today, I thought maybe you might want to come watch my track meet,” he said. We came to a stop outside my Trig class and he pulled me into his arms. I rested my palms against his chest.

I squinted and let out a low groan. “Actually, I can’t today. I have Science Club stuff.”

“Again?”

“Yes.” I laughed. “Some of us have interests outside of sports, you know.”

He nuzzled my neck. “I just miss you. And you haven’t been to any of my meets this season.”

“Because my soccer games and practices are normally at the same time. We can plan something soon, I promise.” I stood on my tiptoes and gave him a peck on his cheek. Over his shoulder, I saw Trey watching us. When he met my gaze, he gave a nod then turned away.

“Oh, hey, I gotta get to class,” Rex said. “I forgot, I told Bart I’d loan him my Chem notes.” He released me then sauntered down the hall. How much longer would I be able to keep up the charade?

Better question, how much longer would Rex put up with me ditching him?

***

After school, I found Trey sitting in his truck, waiting for me.

“Remind me next time Ms. Janston asks me for a favor to say no.” I climbed in and shut the door behind me.

Trey grinned. “Yeah, she takes advantage of the kids who actually get their work done on time. Last year, she had me run errands for her because I always handed everything in early.”

“Sure, now you tell me.” I leaned over and changed his radio to a rock station. “Do you think if I fail a couple papers, she’ll quit giving me extra crap to do?”

He smacked my hand away from the radio knobs and turned it back to a classical music channel. “Hey, the driver gets to choose the tunes.”

“No. You’re supposed to be nice and let guests pick a station.” My fingers pushed his out of the way.

He leaned over and tickled my side, until I slid away laughing. “Nice try.”

“You cheat,” I said.

“But I won, didn’t I?”

“For now. But just wait, I’m gonna attack you when you least expect it.”

He snorted. “Now I’m terrified.”

Trey shifted his truck into gear and backed out of the parking spot. On the drive to his house we discussed a few movies we wanted to see, then switched over to talking about our favorite video game, Dwarves of Iconia.