mind. Devon was a junior, wasn’t he? But
then—Kelly was such a common name that there were probably at least three or
five of them in my year, much less in his own year. I tried to remember if the
girl I had seen him with looked familiar; but I hadn’t seen her face, just the
back of her head and body.
Devon kissed my neck lightly, his hands wandering over
me. “Hey, Dev,” I said, tilting my head back to look up at him once more.
“Dev? You are getting into me, aren’t you?” I bit my
bottom lip.
“Hush. What was the girl’s last name?” If I could talk
to her, maybe, I thought… but something was twisting and whispering in the back
of my mind. A suspicion I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
“Huh. Kelly something. What was it?” Devon considered.
“Oh—yeah, Pierce. Kelly Pierce, KP they called her.” All at once the tiny,
niggling suspicion in the back of my mind crystallized ,
and my stomach lurched inside of me. The girl who had been kissing Devon after
the game was my own best friend. The girl who had warned me off about him, the
girl who knew that I had been with him just the day before. The one who had
been only too happy to comfort me, and suggest revenge against Devon for
hurting me.
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