Secrets in the Attic (Secrets 1)

"No, Dana," I said. "Just take me back to the

post office now."

"What? Why?" he whined. "We've only been

gone a few minutes."

"Just take me back," I said.

"I don't get it. I'm not good enough for you or

something? Why did you change your mind?" "Please, just take me back."

He sat back and slapped the steering wheel in

frustration, so hard it made me wince.

"There are words for girls like you," he said. "I don't need to hear them. Let's just go back,

Dana. Please."

He didn't start the car. He turned to me again

and just stared. I could see his eyes in the moonlight.

They looked like two small balls of fire.

"So, why did you meet me, huh? Why did you

tell Karen I was the best-looking boy in school, your

dream lover? Why did you get me to come to

Sandburg, anyway? What is this, some kind of game

you two play?" he asked, raising his voice with each

question.

"I didn't get you to come here. You said you

were going to be here and told me if I didn't show up I

was square."

"Because Karen told me you would meet me,

that you wanted to meet me. Did you or didn't you?

Well? Why would she lie about it? And you put on

your famous red bikini panties," he added. "Why?" I bit down on my lower lip. What could I say?

They're not mine? I was still wearing them, wasn't I?

And Karen's skirt, too.

I started to cry. I couldn't help it.