By Karen Roosa
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Anyway, as I re-read the same page for the umpteenth time, I realized it was hopeless — I couldn’t concentrate a bit. Finally, I crept into Mom’s room and stood near the window, just behind the drapes. The garden is right below, and I could hear Brianna’s voice. She was laughing. I hadn’t heard that sound in a long time. I peeked out.
So, like a total idiot, I craned my neck around and peeked out again. To make sure. Oh, my gosh. It was her. What to do? What to do? What to do? My thoughts scurried around like mice in a maze. I couldn’t tear myself away from the sight of Brianna Santos standing there at my doorstep with the morning sunlight dancing on her hair and her long lashes casting shadows on her cheeks and that tiny secret smile dim- 39 pling so that anyone with eyes would be totally bewitched. Oh, my gosh! And, then, in a truly terrible slow-motion kind of way, her eyes began to shift up toward my foolish face and the sweet look on her face twisted into something like… like… I don’t know, as if maybe she’d spotted the cat barfing up mouse guts.
Okay. ” “I think Brianna’s in love with me. ” Nic leaned really close to my face. He smelled like pond muck. 29 I stopped walking and stared at him, at his pointy chin and elf ears. If you ignored the mud spattered over his coppery freckles and maybe smoothed down Nic’s rumpled hair, he might look okay. But cute? I don’t know. It’s not the kind of thing that guys usually notice about their brothers. ” Nic asked, impatient. “I hate to burst your bubble, Nic, but that’s a crazy idea. Why would a girl like Brianna Santos…” My voice trailed off as I looked into Nic’s round, rip-roaring, fire-blue eyes.
Beach Day by Karen Roosa