o’clock.”
Kaleigh glanced up.
“Don’t look at him!” Katy grabbed her elbow and steered her across the aisle to a pinball machine featuring wizards in Harry Potter–like pointed hats. She rested her hands on the machine as if she was preparing to play and tried to look back in the guy’s direction, without turning her head. “Is he looking this way?”
Kaleigh stood directly behind Katy. “How would I know if I can’t look at him?” she said in a stage whisper out of the side of her mouth. “And why are you looking at other guys? HMs at that? Don’t tell me you and Pete broke up again?”
“We’re just having a time-out. What about now?” She whipped a tube of lip gloss from her pocket. “Is he looking at me now?”
“He’s not looking at you.” Kaleigh moved to the side of the pinball machine and reached around to drop three quarters into the slot.
“Are you sure?” Katy slicked on sparkly pink lip gloss as the machine lit up with flashing purple lights. “I thought he was looking at me. He definitely seemed interested.” She frowned, looking down. “Why’d you waste money in this thing? I didn’t want to play; I just wanted to look like I was playing.”
“You better start playing for real because here he comes.” Kaleigh leaned casually on the glass top.
Katy stiffened, tucking the lip gloss back into her pocket. “He’s coming? This way?”
“Yup.”
Katy pulled back the plunger and released it. A ball popped out from a door and rolled toward her.
“You have to hit the buttons,” Kaleigh teased, punching one so a flipper shot the ball upward again.
Katy pounded the buttons on both sides.
Kaleigh watched the guy walk toward them. He was cute enough…in an emo kind of way. About their age. Tall. Lanky. Pale skin and shaggy black hair cut jagged around his face. Someone had paid a lot of money for the haircut that was supposed to look like he hadn’t done anything at all to it in weeks. Thick fringe obscured one eye. He was wearing black knee-length shorts and a tight black T-shirt. Black shoes.
Kaleigh wiggled her bare toes in her flip-flops. The guy looked hot to her. Not hot cute. Just hot as in elevated body core temperature. It had to be close to ninety degrees outside.
“What’s goin’ on, ladies?” He walked up to them to stand just behind and to Katy’s left side. He gazed at the game with interest.
“Nothing going on.” Katy continued to hit the pinball buttons. “Never anything going on in this boring town.” She glanced at him and smiled, then looked at the game again, all casual-like. “What’s goin’ on with you?”
He shrugged, sliding his hands into his pockets. “Folks already drivin’ me crazy and we’ve only been here a couple of days. Looking for something to do. Looking for some hot girls to do it with.”
Kaleigh groaned inwardly.
Katy beamed, then looked down. “Ah, no!” She pounded the glass game top with her fist. “Lost another ball. I so suck at this game. You want the last two?” She pointed to the balls still in the chute waiting to be played.
He shrugged, hands still in his pockets.
Already bored with the bizarre mating habits of teens, Kaleigh let her attention drift. To her, it just didn’t make sense to buck the system. Katy and Pete were destined to be married, just like her and Rob. There was no escaping the laws of the sept, so what was the point in all this strutting and stroking with other guys? Especially human guys. When was Katy going to learn? But Katy was Katy…
Kaleigh glanced in Rob’s direction; he was still playing the stupid NASCAR game. She just didn’t get it. He worked here five or six days a week. How was it that on his one day off, he still wanted to be here? On her day off, she wanted to be as far from soft serve ice cream as she could get.
“I’m Katy and this is my BFF, Kaleigh.” Katy stood opposite Kaleigh and rested her elbows on the top of the pinball game, flashing the emo kid