Jilly touched her hair. âI hope I see you in choir.â
He winked at her. âPretty sure you both will.â After waving at them both, he disappeared into the room.
Jilly and Aaron stared at the closed door a moment.
âGod, heâs seriously cute,â Jilly said at last.
âYeah,â Aaron agreed without thinking. When he realized what heâd confessed, he went rigid.
Jilly simply smiled, almost easing a little if anything. Then she held out her arm. âCome on. Itâs time for a celebration dinner.â
Letting out the breath heâd been holding, Aaron took her arm, and Jilly led him away.
Giles didnât see Aaron again after the glimpse in the hallway outside of orientation, but he watched for him constantly. As they left orchestra tryouts, Mina asked him what was wrong.
âFor someone who killed it at his orchestra audition, you donât look happy.â She nudged him with her elbow. âYou keep glancing around like youâre waiting for the boogeyman. Whatâs going on?â
âI saw someone I didnât expect to be here. Itâs no big deal.â A lie, but he was working on making it truth.
âWho did you see?â
âSomeone from Oak Grove.â
Mina nudged him harder. â Who? â
He started to deflect as usual, but apparently college was different, because instead of hemming and hawing, Giles told the truth. âAaron Seavers.â
â Get out. I had no idea he was coming here.â She paused as she put two and two together. âWait. Why is Aaron Seavers at Timothy upsetting to you?â
Apparently once unmuzzled, Giles was a babbling brook. âBecause he got drunk and came on to me at Catherineâs party. We made out, and now heâs weird. And here.â
Mina stopped walking, mouth hanging open.
Tucking his violin to his side, Giles faced her. Every secret heâd kept since seventh grade threatened to come pouring out of him. He did his best to control the flow. âAaron and I fucked. Half the guys youâve crushed on, Iâve fucked, in fact, or sucked off. After, they go strange, and I end up dodging threats. Now Aaron is one of them, and Iâm so pissed I canât see straight.â
Mina staggered back a few steps. âGiles?â
He should stop talking, but he couldnât. âThis is why I never wanted to go to parties. This is why I hated A-H, why I wanted out. It was supposed to be different here , and now itâs the same.â He fisted his hand in his hair. â Goddamn it. Why did he come here? He said he hadnât picked a college. I told him I was going here. I donât get it. â
Mina smoothed a lock of long black hair behind her ear. âSo you and Aaron Seavers had a thing.â
âYes. And now itâs going to be awful.â
âThat you were ringleader in some A-H sex club is a surprise, but why Aaron being here meansââ
â Because itâs what they do, Min. They follow me, they fuck me, then they bully me.â
Heâd thrown her off her game at first, but now she was back in bulldog mode. âHe knew youâd be here and picked his college after you told him. Why would he pay nearly thirty grand a year to make your life hell? Also, how was it he hadnât picked his school in June?â
âHe was all nervous about his dad. Or something. I donât remember. He was drunk.â And I was infatuated. Giles sat on a nearby bench, hunching his body forward over his violin case. âHe was sweet. He was cute and sweet, and Iâd already been crushing on him. I fell hard, Min. I fell for him, and then he went stone cold after, like they always do.â
Mina sat beside him. âMaybe itâs more complicated than that. Maybeâ¦maybe he came here for you .â
Giles broke out of his reverie of misery long enough to give her a withering glare.
She swatted his arm. âIâm serious.
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