28• The Biggest Plot Twist There Ever Was
I stood in the bathroom with my hands on the counter bracing myself. I was taking deep breaths because I had no idea how to act right now.
I had feelings for the mystery girl. I thought I had more feelings for her than I did for Alex because I had feelings for her, too. But now. I just had feelings for Alex. And it was all hitting me at once. I had feelings for Alex.
I had a lot of them.
A lot of fucking feelings.
For Alex Hamilton.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I muttered under my breath. I ran the water and splashed some on my face, then patting it dry with a towel. I took a few deep breaths and looked at myself in the mirror, running a hand through my hair. "What the hell do I do now? What the literal hell do I do now?"
I sighed and rested my head against the wall, closing my eyes. What was I supposed to do? Was I supposed to go out there and just act like nothing happened? Like nothing had changed? Like I didn't have feelings for Alex in one way or another?
I didn't even know what feelings I had for her. I couldn't think about it fully because I was dating Hannah. I had a legitimate girlfriend yet here I was admitting to myself that I had feelings for another girl. A girl who I'd been getting to know double-time for a while and who I was spending Thanksgiving with. I couldn't even sort out my feelings. All I knew was that I felt something for Alex. Something stronger than just a friendly relationship.
Something that I shouldn't have been feeling. Because she had a boyfriend and I had a girlfriend. And this was not supposed to be how things were. I wasn't supposed to be feeling this... this way about my friend.
I pulled myself together enough to leave the bathroom and make my way back to the dining room. To my surprise, the plates had been cleared and Alex was standing in the hallway leaning against the wall. She stood up fully when she saw me.
"So. Mom says dessert will be ready in 30 minutes, but we probably won't eat any for another hour or so," Alex said. "So, I have a fun activity for us!"
I furrowed my eyebrows. "What's that?"
"We are going to the beach. It's usually a tradition I do with Celeste in between dinner and dessert, but she's actually spending Thanksgiving with her family this year. So-- you and I will go instead," she said, grinning at me.
"Just you and me?" I gulped.
"That's what I said, Hotshot." Alex grabbed my arm again and pulled me behind her, heading outside and to her car. Her Jeep. This was the Jeep that Zach had written my number on the night of the party months ago. I hadn't remembered it because I'd been so drunk but now I was sure.
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When a random phone number is written on your car, what do you do? Obviously, you text it. ••• Alex Hamilton is an outspoken junior in high school. Before school starts at the last party of the season, a phone number is vandalized on her jeep along...