Chapter Nineteen:
Shay:
Oh man.
I was so nervous.
When was he going to call?
Was he even going to call me at all?
Crap.
Was it even a good idea to give Eileen my cell phone number to give it to Noah?
Could he even message me at all?
The thoughts running through my mind right now were really starting to get to me.
To be honest, it made me a little depressed.
I wanted to talk to him.
I wanted to spend time with him.
Why did this whole thing have to be so damn stupid?
It felt a little like I was mad about it too.
I knew that so far, I have done what I can about it.
I wished that I felt better about the special mate program, but I didn't.
Was it so wrong that I wanted to feel certain?
It was beginning to mess with me.
Every single time my phone went off, I thought it might be him.
It was probably stupid anyway.
Baird would never approve of us going behind the programs back.
I had this sinking feeling that Noah would get in trouble because of me again.
Shit.
Cody poked his head into my room.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
I smiled, trying to hide my anxiety.
"What is it?" he asked.
I frowned, "How do you always know?"
"Your smile isn't genuine," he stated.
Why did he have to be so damn smart?
I actually didn't mind it. It just sucked sometimes.
It made me have adult conversations with an eight-year-old.
"Tell me," he said.
He sat at the end of my bed to stare at me impatiently.
I huffed.
"I may have given Eileen my cell phone number to give to her brother," I said, avoiding his eyes.
"Really?" he asked.
I couldn't tell if it was a good thing or not.
"I like him," Cody said, "He seems nice."
I actually stared at him now.
"What?" he asked, "Your last boyfriend sucked."
I laughed at that comment, "He really did."
"He likes you too," Cody said, "In case you were wondering."
I was pretty sure after all the stuff that happened that he did like me. It was different when your little brother noticed, though.
"Really?" I asked, "You think so?"
His eyebrows furrowed as he nodded.
"He said you were pretty."
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The Devil in Me
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