Change of Plans

Chapter 13

Staring at the clock is a great way to drive yourself insane. I sat through first period willing time to go faster so I could get out of class and find Logan. If there was anyone who knew what was bothering Carter, it was Logan. Finding him, however, was harder than I had bargained for and actually getting him to tell me anything was another story.

"I think I saw him in the chem lab," Mandy, a short, curly haired senior had said with a dismissive glance in the other direction. It was fifteen minutes later and I still hadn't found him.

I took out my phone and did what I should have done from the beginning. Where are you? I texted.

Library. He responded less than a minute later. I groaned and made my way to the library.

"Why won't you tell me?" I asked him for the third time.

"Tell you what?"

"You know what."

"Shhh," someone from the table beside us whispered. I glared at him and turned back to Logan.

"I don't know what to tell you, because I haven't spoken to Carter about it," he said scribbling something in his notebook. "But if I had to make a guess, it's safe to assume that it's about Savannah."

"Who's Savannah?" I asked.

"I can't tell you everything, cupcake. How would you ever learn?"

I sighed and left to find Casey.

"Is everything okay?" she asked as we walked to our Geography class. It was the only class that we had together. "You seem a bit agitated."

"Everything's fine" I told her, sliding into my seat. She sat in hers which was directly adjacent to mine.

She nodded and took out her notebook. I did the same, deciding to ask her about Savannah when we were alone. If Logan won't tell me, Casey would. I reasoned.

Later that day, as promised I went shopping with Casey. I absentmindedly browsed the clothing racks in the department store, not really paying attention to what I was doing.

"You're tired already?" She asked. "We've only been here a few minutes."

I shook my head and pulled out a blue long sleeved shirt.

"What's on your mind?" she asked, coming to stand beside me.

"Do you know who Savannah is?" I asked, not wanting to beat around the bush any longer.

"Sure, everyone knows Vannah. Why?"

"Did something happen between her and Carter?"

She hesitated for a moment before she answered. "They dated for almost a year," she said, taking the shirt from me. She put it back and continued leafing through the rack.

"So, she's his ex," I mused.

"Not just his ex," Casey said, turning to face me. "She was also Caitlyn's best friend."

"Was?"

She nodded and took something off the rack and held it out to me. "This will look cute with a wedge," she said referring to the black and white striped dress she held that looked like it would fit a little above my knees, and would be even shorter in heels.

"I don't think so."

She pointed to the changing room, signaling the end of the conversation. "Trust me."

I took it from her and unlike the first time she suggested something for me to try on, I actually liked this one.

"I'll make a shopaholic out of you soon," she said with a smile, linking our arms as we left the store.