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Story: Faking It with the Forward
Not all of them, I want to say, but don’t. I’m the one forcing Reese to keep our relationship quiet. He’d probably shout it from the rooftops if I’d let him.
“Twyler, hey.”
I look up and see Logan walking over.
“Logan,” I say. “How are you?” His sleeves are pushed up and the crown on his forearm is visible. Nadia takes it in immediately and grins at me. “This is my roommate, Nadia.”
“Nice to meet you,” he says, then turns to me. “Did you see the video drop?”
“What video?” I already have out my phone, searching for New Kings. The band is notorious for going online in the middle of the night and dropping news. It could be a new song, a tour announcement—almost anything. I’d been in a rush to get to early practice and then was occupied with Reese after. I hadn’t checked any of my accounts.
“A few fans posted videos of the new tour. They’ve added Heartbreak to the set list.”
“Shut up.” My eyes widen and fuck, I find the video. The song Heartbreak is notorious in the fandom. It’s a little obscure and never got any radio time, but it’s my favorite. I listened to it on repeat during my dark days.
I press play and he leans over, pressing his shoulder to mine. We watch together and tears spring to my eyes. “Oh my god, it’s amazing.”
“Right?”
“I can’t believe I’m going to miss it.” I instantly feel guilty for saying it and look to tell Nadia it’s okay but she looks more stricken than I feel.
“I’m so sorry, Twy.”
“It’s okay.” I nudge Logan with my elbow. “I know someone who will bring me back a T-shirt and a video.”
He grins. “Absolutely.”
Logan takes off, heading to class, and I don’t miss the huge smile on Nadia’s face.
“So, Logan. He’s a cutie.”
“He’s okay,” I say, non-committal. A month ago, Logan would have been my dream guy. But today… well, things have changed.
“Just okay?” She looks over her shoulder and watches him walk off. “He’s into you.”
I snort. “Probably because he basically saw my tits in an accidental wet T-shirt contest.”
“A what? Okay,” she links her arm in mine, “I’m officially skipping class so we can catch up. You and I stop talking for a couple of weeks and you break up with the hottest guy on campus and meet another, equally adorable guy? What kind of sorcery is this and how do I get some for myself?”
* * *
OneFive: What are you doing?
InternTwy: Watching a show about a cold case.
OneFive: Of course you are.
InternTwy: How’s the Den?
OneFive: I feel like I’m babysitting a group of horny fifteen-year-olds having their first drink.
InternTwy: You’re not actually their dad, you know that, right?
OneFive: It feels like it.
OneFive: I’d rather be feeling you up right now.
InternTwy: Now who’s acting like a horny fifteen-year-old?
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