How to Seduce a Band Geek

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cute.
    “Um, no. Adam is just a friend.”
    “Really?”
    Does he sound happy about that? Omigosh!
    “Really.”
    A laugh-sigh thing rumbles his lips, and he taps his piccolo against his thigh. “Good.”
    “Good?” I totally ask out loud.
    Half-smile. Melting into the porch even though it’s getting real cold outside. “Yeah.” He motions to his moped and says, “I can take you home if you’re feeling better. Maybe go for a little ride. I’ll let you borrow a jacket.”
    “Sure!” I shout, and he jerks his head back. I need to calm the freak down. “Sure,” I say much cooler. “Let me just call—”
    A gray car barrels around a corner and flies over the speed bump. Why is her timing so awful?
    “Zoe.” I sigh.
    He laughs, and I keep internally happy dancing every time he makes that sound. “Another rain check?”
    “You owe me two now.”
    I stand, testing the pressure on my ankle and refusing to look at the rag he used to clean me up.
    “I don’t think you’ll need stitches or anything. It’s not even bleeding anymore.”
    “That’s a relief.” I watch him stand next to me, and he waves a minute finger at Zoe. He wants an extra minute!
    “Hey, so if we’re being friends, you want to do something this weekend?”
    Yes! A million times yes! Pluck me from Earth and place me in Heaven!
    And yay for not letting that outburst pop out. “Sure. When?”
    “I have to check my work schedule,” he says, pulling his phone out. It’s a different one than he had a few weeks ago. Guess he traded in his iPhone too. “And I just realized I don’t have your number.”
    He’s asking for my number. My hips start to wiggle because I want to dance so badly. I pretend I was just switching weight on my legs.
    I reach for his phone and almost tremble my fingers off as I type it in. I double and triple and quadruple check the digits to make sure they’re right before sliding it back in his palm.
    “Awesome. I’ll call you as soon as I know my schedule.”
    “Sounds great!” Damn, there I go again. But he’s smiling, so I’m not going to back step my enthusiasm.
    Zoe honks and startles me out of my left flip flop. I slip it back on, ignoring it’s still a little damp from my bush accident.
    “Better run.”
    “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He goes to give me a hug, but I really thought he was going for a fist bump or something, because he’s still got his piccolo. So I end up punching his chest and getting my wrist twisted in an awkward trap as he wraps his arms around my shoulders. I really need to take a class on how to behave like a normal person.
    But even though it’s weird, it’s the best weird hug of my life.
    “Um, yeah,” I say all breathless as if he was totally making out with me. Ugh. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    I can’t help the little jig I do to the car, even if he’s watching me.

Chapter 9
     
    I’ve kissed someone before. So why am I freaking that he has too?
     
    I’m in that mostly asleep, but point five percent awake state when my ringtone jolts me from my bed, making me knock my body pillow to the floor. Days of silence, and this is the text I get from Sydney at eleven o’clock at night.
Sydney: Hey
    I sit back down on the mattress, pulling my pillow up to snuggle with as I clack back.
Sierra: Hey
    I let my eyes close till the phone goes off again.
Sydney: Adam told u wut happened, right?
    This is so not the time of night for this conversation. I yawn and turn on my light so I don’t zonk out in the middle of it.
Sierra: Sorta. He said he was going 2 tlk 2 u. Did u guys work it out?
Sydney: Yeah, we’re cool. Sorry 4 the weirdness.
Sierra: So r u dating? 2gether? Wassup w/that?
    It takes her so long to respond, I get up and take a midnight pee, get a bottle of water from the fridge, and help a very tired Mom back into bed because she’s sleepwalking again. When I’m back in my room, I open the text and let out a large breath and squint to read it.
Sydney: Nah,

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