Free The Last Girl by Riley Shasteen

work.”
    I walk slowly to his car and get in. “Hey, gorgeous,” he says.
    I cringe and am about to say some snarky comment back but stop myself. “Hey, handsome.”
    He looks over at me surprised, “That is the first nice thing you have ever said to me.”
    “Yeah, don’t get used to it,” I say and he smiles.
    Shoot.
    “So what amazingly interesting thing do you have planned for us today?” I ask a little too fake.
    “I was hoping we could just hang out at my place. Maybe mess around a little bit,” he starts to drive.
    Before I can stop myself I say, “I couldn’t think of anything worse.”
    He laughs, “I had a feeling you would say that. That’s why I thought we could go mini-golfing.”
    “Mini-golfing? Why? In case I don’t know how to putt so you can show me by standing behind me and wrapping your arms around me, guiding me through it?”
    He smiles again, “Well now that you have figured it out, no. It’s mostly just because I actually like mini-golf.”
    His answer surprises me and all I can say is “Alright.”
    Hayden starts to blast the radio. Okay so being nice to Hayden is harder than I thought. I just need to remember what Luke said and-. Hayden starts to sing to the music and I can’t focus on what I am thinking anymore. I am not going to lie, he is a pretty good singer, but I’m not going to let him know that.
    “Can you keep it down please? You are disrupting my thoughts,” and then just for fun I add, “And you’re hurting my eardrums.”
    He lowers the music, “Why you gotta be so mean? You are starting to hurt my feelings.”
    I jump up a little a nd sit straight up in my seat surprised, “Whoa whoa whoa! You have feelings?”
    He smiles at me, “Yes and they are uncontrollable. Just like how I can’t control the feelings I have for you.”
    I scoff, “Where did you get that from? A Nicholas Sparks movie?”
    “Probably,” he shrugs. He parks the car in the mini-golf parking lot. “But it’s true,” he smirks opening his door. I sit there for a few seconds thinking as Hayden makes his way around the car. He opens the door for me, “You coming, Sassy-Pants?”
    I laugh, “How original.”
    “You have no idea how many times I have called Lance that. It makes him nuts.”
    I flinch when he says Lance, and all the memories of yesterday flood over me.
    “How come you just twitched?” Hayden asks me as I step out of the car.
    “That wasn’t a twitch,” I correct him. “It was a flinch.”
    “Okay,” we start to walk to the building. “How come you just flinched?”
    I sigh, “Nothing of your concern, Hayden.”
    “Why not?”
    “It’s personal.”
    “Is it about Lance kissing you?”
    I stop in my tracks, “How do you know?”
    “Lance is my best friend,” he explains. “He practically bragged about it to me.”
    I feel my blood begin to boil, “Why would he do that?”
    “To make me angry. That’s why he did it. He knows how much I like you. ”
    I calm down when I hear this. For no apparent reason, hearing that relaxed me. Well there is a reason. Hearing that one of the hottest guys in school likes you enough to get jealous when someone kisses you would make anyone pretty damn happy.
    “So he doesn’t like me? He wasn’t technically cheating on his girlfriend by kissing me, right? Because he doesn’t like me.”
    “Well, I mean he kissed a girl who wasn’t his girlfriend, I think that still counts as cheating,” he says as we stand at the back of the line to pay. I hear the audience in my head awe at what Hayden just said but I block them out.
    “Thank you, Hayden. You could have just lied and said it wasn’t cheating! Then I could stop feeling so guilty.”
    “There is nothing for you to feel guilty about. Lance kissed you and you stopped it. You tell Jessica, they break up, she and Daisy can make up, and everything will be fine. And then you and I can go out.”
    He mumbles the last part and I ignore it, “Jessica and Daisy already did