them. And I used to be so good at secret-keeping.
“Is he okay?” Shannen asked, watching Jake closely.
My heart was heavy as I tried to sit up straight. “Not exactly. He’s gone into complete zombie mode the past week. He barely eats, I don’t think he sleeps, he hasn’t been studying, and he’s skipped a couple of practices…. There are scouts coming next week, people he invited, and if he doesn’t pull it together, he’s screwed.” I swallowed hard and looked over at Shannen and Faith. “I know he messed up. I mean, they both did, but … it’s like his whole life is hanging by a thread. His entire future. And there’s nothing I can do.”
“Have you talked to him?” Shannen asked.
“Of course. But I can only give so many pep talks before I start sounding like my mother, and that is not attractive,” I said with a pathetic smile.
Shannen hooked her arm around me and pulled me toward her side. Behind me, I felt Annie tense up and I wondered if it bothered her that much that a Crestie was giving me a hug. But then, I didn’t care. At this point, I was taking the sympathy and the friendship wherever, however, and from whomever I could get it.
“We have to tell Chloe we know,” Faith said quietly. “She has to know we’re here for her.”
“We’ll talk to her after the game,” Shannen said, letting me go. “As long as you promise not to get all preacher-girl on her ass.”
Faith pouted her lips and crossed her arms over her eyelet tank top. “Fine. I promise.”
I sighed and turned my attention back to the game. I supposed I was going to have to tell Jake they knew. That conversation was going to be a real laugh and a half. Note to self: There’s a reason why you never get your Crestie friends and your Norm friends together in the same place. Nothing good ever comes of it.
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“I can’t believe you told Annie!” I shouted, standing in the center of Ally’s room.
“Shhhh!” She closed her door quietly and faced me. “I’m sorry, but I had to talk to someone. After Connor’s I was totally freaking out, and you just disappeared! Besides, technically I told her before you told me not to tell anyone, so I didn’t actually break my promise.”
I stared at her. We both knew how lame that was. “And now Faith and Shannen know….”
God, Chloe was going to kill me. No, she was going to torture me, then kill me. And then probably torture me some more. I sat down on the edge of Ally’s bed, my palms sweating like crazy. First we lose the game because Hammond’s too busy putting the beatdown on me to bother trying to score, and now this.
“Well, they were going to find out eventually, right?” Ally said.
“Not necessarily,” I said quietly.
There was a long moment of silence. I could hear Ally breathing.
“What do you mean? Is she … I mean, are you guys gonna have an abortion?” she asked.
“No. I don’t know.” I pressed my fingertips into my eye sockets so hard I thought I might pop the suckers out and into my skull. “I have no idea what she’s gonna do.”
Ally sat down next to me carefully. Like I was a piece of glass and she was afraid to knock me over onto the floor. “You guys haven’t talked about it?”
“Oh, we’ve talked about it,” I said, flopping onto my back, making her bounce. “We just haven’t decided anything. Every time it comes to deciding anything, we choke.”
“Oh.” Ally looked down at her hands.
“Yeah, and then one of us changes the subject, like ‘So did you do the bio homework?’ or ‘Let’s go get burgers!’ and we pretend like nothing’s going on.”
Ally shifted, turning on her bedspread slightly so she could look down at me. “Well … what do you want to do?”
“I don’t want to have a baby,” I said firmly. “But it’s not like I can make her have an abortion. And I don’t even know … I don’t even know if I could live with that. Like when you think about it and it’s not about you, you think,
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