She's Bad News

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Corinna’s POV

“I saw that.”

“Saw what?” I asked, casting Jessica a sideways glance as we walked away from the Zipper and headed towards where the guys were, throwing softballs at a stack of bottles trying to prove which of them was manlier.

“Your smile.” She grinned huge and nudged me with her shoulder. “You’re having fun, aren’t you?”

“That wasn’t a smile,” I denied. “It was a grimace. That thing is a death trap.”

She shook her head. “Nope, I was grimacing. You, my dear, were grinning like a kid on Christmas.”

“Whatever,” I mumbled, hoping she got the hint that I was ending the subject. Honestly though, she was right. This was fun. The rides were rusted and made ominous creaking noises but it added to the thrill and it had been a long time since I did anything for fun.

In fact, even if I wracked my brain, I could come up with pretty much nothing. Aside from my pillow fights with Jake, fun hadn’t been much of a factor in my life lately.

So yeah, I was having fun and it felt incredible, normal.

This isn’t your life, Cory.

I winced and stuffed the voice in my head into a far corner of my mind. Just for tonight, I was going to pretend, at least inwardly, that I was normal and then I could go back to the usual me. Only a bit different because I would have a memory of this one night where I was just...Cory.

“There it is again.”

I whipped my head over to Jessica and hastily wiped the smile off my face. “Another grimace,” I said flatly.

She shook her head and rolled her eyes. “Yeah right.” With a light chuckle she turned her gaze towards the guys. “Aaron has a pretty major thing for you.”

“He’ll get over it.”

She grinned and jabbed me with her elbow. “You’re not even thinking about it? He’s pretty cute with those warm chocolate eyes. You have admit, he fills out a t-shirt nicely.”

“He’s not my type.”

“Who is your type? Flynn?”

My spine stiffened and my heart skipped several beats but I managed to keep my voice steady when I said, “Definitely not.”

“You sure? Because I think you might be Flynn’s type.”

“No,” I snapped. “I’m not.”

She was silent for a moment, then in a quiet voice she said, “You know, just because you say that doesn’t mean it’s true. His feelings aren’t up to you, you know?”

I cast a glare in her direction but kept my mouth closed because we were close to the guys now and anything I said, they’d probably hear.

She just quirked an eyebrow at me and sent me a wink before her gaze was drawn to my brother. In fact, her gaze had softened a little when she looked at my brother.

I made a mental note to bring it up to her later in the hopes of distracting her from talking about me.

“Cory!” Aaron said, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. “You’re just in time! Will you be my good luck charm?” he grinned down at me and I felt my lips twitch with the need to grin back but instead, I quirked and eyebrow and gave him a cold look.