L8r, G8r

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Authors: Lauren Myracle
you think it was funny when doug did his walking-on-hot-coals impression? can you believe he actually DID walk on hot coals?
SnowAngel:
frankly, no
zoegirl:
but he did, in indonesia
zoegirl:
getting to see so many places *did* change him, but all in good ways.
SnowAngel:
he does seem more confident now. the way he holds himself, even.
zoegirl:
sometimes, even though i know i’m being silly, i get this tiny feeling of wondering whether i’m good enough for him. isn’t that ridiculous? it’s just that i know he’s going to do important things in the world. i just *know* it.
SnowAngel:
so r U, zoe
zoegirl:
well, yeah. who said i wasn’t?
zoegirl:
okay, i’m outta here. i’m meeting doug to study.
SnowAngel:
at 10 o’clock on sunday morning?!
zoegirl:
just because it’s spring semester of our senior year doesn’t mean we can slack off!
    Sun, Feb 12, 11:23 AM , E . S . T .
SnowAngel:
maddie, i’m sorry to report that our zoe has gone over the edge. i fear she’s becoming ONE OF THOSE.
mad maddie:
one of what?
SnowAngel:
you know, one of those girls whose lives revolve around their boyfriends. she hung out with him all last nite, and now she’s off with him AGAIN—on a sunday morning when she should be lounging around with messy hair and eating lucky charms from the box!
mad maddie:
let’s see, three guesses what UR doing right now?
SnowAngel:
*sniffs and pops special edition multi-colored whale into mouth*
mad maddie:
doug JUST got back in town. she’s excited, that’s all.
SnowAngel:
i guess *looks miffed anyway*
SnowAngel:
can i tell u something pervy?
mad maddie:
absolutely
SnowAngel:
last nite after dinner, the 4 of us went and played pool at coop’s. then we went back to zoe’s house and watched HBO, her and doug on one sofa and me and logan on the other. and the lights were off and the door was closed and zoe’s parents weren’t home … and it turned into this weird double Let’s All Make Out session. is that sick? that’s sick, isn’t it?
mad maddie:
u were going at it in the same room? all 4 of u?
SnowAngel:
i know! there was this pretense that we were watching the movie, but no one was, and it was just … icky!
mad maddie:
so why’d u do it?
SnowAngel:
i dunno! cuz everybody just … did. AND cuz i didn’t have any choice after the whole “angela’s after doug” debacle. not that i’m still obsessing over that.
mad maddie:
paranoia will destroy ya …
SnowAngel:
it’s like, i had to make even more of an effort than normal to be all rah-rah about logan, while at the same time NOT act in any possible way that could be considered flirty toward doug.
SnowAngel:
but i also had to be jokey and normal with doug, cuz otherwise it would be like admitting that those rumors had actually existed. oh, and that i cared.
SnowAngel:
it was exhausting.
mad maddie:
so to counteract those rumors, you said, “what the hell, let’s have an orgy”?
SnowAngel:
at one point i heard doug whisper something to zoe about “lower, lower,” and zoe giggled in an aren’t-we-naughty kind of way. it was some random private joke, obviously, but it gave logan ideas, and i had to take his hand and move it higher higher higher. i was like. “logan, NO. we r not doing that in zoe’s house with zoe and doug five feet away!!!”
mad maddie:
u realize yr oversharing
SnowAngel:
and of course it made me think about your “hot and bothered” comment, which pissed me off.
SnowAngel:
so then zoe messaged me on facebook this morning to do a post-op on the date, and she was all glowing and giddy and a LITTLE embarrassed, but not nearly embarrassed enuff. it just made me think, what is my life coming to?
mad maddie:
zoe’s in love. it’s sweet.
mad maddie:
altho they do need to get their own room.
SnowAngel:
*shakes off whole experience*
SnowAngel:
i’m going to have a purging

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