Free The View from the Top by Hillary Frank

because you’re curious about someone else.”
    Curious about someone else? What? Was Anabelle really telling Lexi’s mom about this? About what was going on between the two of them? How embarrassing. She didn’t want her mom to know about that. Not yet, at least. At the same time, it was a relief to know Anabelle was feeling just as confused as she was. She had to get Anabelle out of there so they could discuss this privately.
    â€œAnd besides,” her mom added, “I can’t really see you and Jonah together anyway. He’s too tall for you.”
    The words hit Lexi like a bowling ball in the stomach. Anabelle had been talking about Jonah. Not her. Of course she had. They’d been flirting like crazy lately, but then, Jonah flirted like crazy with everyone. But she’d been an idiot not to have seen it for what it was.
    Anabelle was heterosexual, just like everyone else. Every one else except Lexi, who was the only girl in this town to ever be a maybe, probably lesbian.
    Lexi needed some air.
    She ran down the stairs and practically bashed right into—surprise, surprise—Jonah, who was heading up as she was heading down.
    â€œWhen did you ... what’re you ...” she started asking, not sure what her question was. Her head was all over the place. It felt like it was crawling with ants.
    Jonah’s face turned the color of that ugly hoodie Anabelle had been wearing lately. “Whoops,” he said, running back downstairs. “Forgot Matt was still gone. I’ll come back tomorrow.”
    â€œLiar,” Lexi said, leaning over the banister to keep herself steady. “Why’d you really come?” Just say it, she thought. Say you came for Anabelle.
    â€œActually,” he said walking up to her. “I came for you.” Another lie. He never came looking for her.
    â€œYeah, right.”
    â€œWell, for you and Anabelle.”
    Now we’re getting somewhere , Lexi thought.
    â€œI wondered if ... if maybe you wanted to break into one of the McMansion pools,” Jonah said. “I found a wicked cool one last night on my way home from a party.”
    She could tell he was making this up as he went along, but the excitement of trespassing actually sounded good right now. A much-needed release. “Yeah, let’s do it,” she said. “Hang on, I just have to get Anabelle.”
    â€œShe sleeping?”
    â€œNo, she’s in my mom’s room. Having some sort of heart-to-heart.”
    â€œOh yeah? What about?”
    â€œBoys, what else?”
    Jonah shifted on his feet and rubbed his hand nervously through his five-o’clock shadow. Lexi got why he was jittery; it was the same reason she had been, just minutes ago.
    She decided right then: there was no way she was letting Jonah and Anabelle be alone tonight. If she couldn’t have what she wanted, then neither could they.

    Lexi had thought she’d never find herself in a stranger pool than the heart-shaped one last summer that belonged to the couple with an unusually large collection of miniature poodles. But this one that Jonah took them to was definitely weirder. In fact, the only thing that tipped her off to knowing that this little body of water was, in fact, a swimming pool was the diving board on the end. Otherwise, it looked like a pond. Instead of concrete around the edge, there was slate and the sides were made of varying levels of smooth rocks.
    The house itself was pretty spooky. It looked like an old castle, even though it was brand-new. And there were giant bushes cut to look like animals all over the lawn. The whole place felt like a movie set, which Lexi found sort of fitting. She had a sense that something dramatic was going to happen tonight and this seemed like the perfect setting for things to go down.
    The three of them stood at the foot of the pool, checking to make sure nobody was watching them. All of the lights in the house seemed to be out,