Free The Truth About James (Y.A Series Book 2) by Sarah Tork Page B

my entire body felt irritated.
    “Stop thinking about yourself like that. He’d be stupid to think that you’re not good enough to stand beside him in front of his idiot friends.” Jenna said.
    “I wish I could believe that, but the facts are the facts, and he’s already proven himself twice as a liar.” I sighed.
    Jenna nodded. “I don’t like him, every time you’ve been with him you’ve been too ashamed to come and tell me about it. I always have to find out afterwards when shit hits the fan!”
    “Well trust me now, it’s never going to happen again!” I vowed.
    Silence
    “Anna, why is that guy waving at us?” Jenna asked, worriedly.
    I glanced up, squinting through the sunshine as the person coming towards us began to run.
    Familiar frame, blonde hair, cute face, he wore a Baseball jersey and a Baseball cap.
    Was that Dean?
    “Hey Anna!” Dean called almost in reach. “Thought that was you.”
    “Hey Dean.” I called back, shocked. “Um, this is my best friend Jenna.”
    “Hey Jenna, I’m Dean.” He said, slowing down to a walk. He stretched out his hand to her.
    “Nice to meet you.” Jenna shook his hand. “You’re from Peter’s party right?”
    “Yeah, but I kind of screwed up there with Anna in the end.” Dean confessed breathily, taking a seat beside me on the bench.
    What was going on? I felt my face beginning to heat up. I hoped I wasn’t turning red!
    “Why, what did you do to my friend?” Jenna accused, jokingly. She got up and began walking backwards down the field. “I’m going to get a drink of water. Dean you have until that time to fix this!”
    Dean laughed. “Got it chief!”
    I couldn’t believe this was happening!
    There was silence as we watched Jenna stalk across the field to the water fountain. She’s an amazing friend. That’s because there was a water fountain right beside us.
    “Anna?” Dean murmured. “I’m sorry.”
    “Why are you sorry?” I asked, looking at the grass.
    “For the way I left things at the party.” He explained softly.
    I looked up from the grass, facing him. “Why did you just get up and leave like that? I thought we were having a good time?”
    “We were, but then you kept calling me nice, and I drank a few too many cups of that punch and it was kicking in. You kept calling me nice and it was rubbing me the wrong way.” Dean confessed, kicking at the grass.
    “What’s wrong with nice?” I asked, confused.
    “Anna, a guy doesn’t want hear he’s being really ‘nice’ with the girl he likes.” Dean laughed bitterly.
    I froze.
    “You like me?” I murmured in disbelief.
    He didn’t look up from the grass. “Couldn’t you tell, I practically followed you to the couch.”
    I leaned closer. “Really?”
    He looked up from the grass and our eyes met. “Yeah, I think you’re funny, cute, amazing!” He exclaimed.
    “That’s so…..not nice!” I told him, stopping myself in the end.
    Almost blew it again!
    Dean laughed. “Hilarious!”
    I heard Dean’s name being called from down the field. I followed the sounds to a group of guys with Baseball bats and catchers mitts. They were waving, trying to get Dean’s attention.
    “I think that’s for you.” Jerking my chin at them.
    “Yeah, came here with some friends to play some ball, the field here is nice.” Dean explained, getting off the bench. He turned and faced down at me. “Anna, can we start over?”
    But….what about James?
    Screw James, he was busy lying his ass off and kissing Donna, doing things with her behind my back.
    I nodded. “I’d like that.”
    “Can I put my number in your phone?” He asked, looking hopeful.
    “Okay.” I handed him my phone and he quickly tapped at the screen before handing it back to me. 
    “You’ll be hearing from me!” He laughed, walking backwards back to his friends.
    “You’d better!” I yelled back. He gave me one last smile before turning around and running back to his buddies.
    Wow, I couldn’t believe