Second Best
[↑][↑][↑][↑] SHANE'S P.O.V.
Chapter 19 ♥♥♥
I went downstairs to the kitchen for dinner. My mom had made pasta, probably because I had a game tomorrow.
"Where's Corinne?" I asked. Corinne was my twelve(?) year old sister.
"Dad took her out to dinner, even though today is supposed to me my day," she said bitterly.
"Thanks for taking me too, Dad," I thought to myself. Corinne had always been the favorite though so it wasn't shocking that dad only took her.
"So I talked to Savannah," I said, trying to start up a conversation.
"Oh about what?" mom asked excitedly.
"Well she basically broke her hand from punching Ava," I said.
"Oh no," mom said. I couldn't tell if she was being sincere or sarcastic.
"And I invited her to come to the game tomorrow and then to come over after to hang out. Is that okay?"
"Of course! What are you gonna do here, just hang out?"
"Yeah, probably," I said.
"Okay, well just be careful," she said. I knew what she meant by that.
"Mom!"
"She's older than you!"
"By a year! And it's the first time we're hanging out."
"Yeah, I know..." she said, implying she thought Savannah did stuff like this on first dates with guys. Not that this was a date though.
"She's not like that, mom. Don't worry," I said.
"I hope you're right," she said.
I hated talking to her about things like this, but she was the only person I had to go to. We've always been close, but of all people, a fourteen year old guy should not be talking to his mom about girls. But ever since Dad left us, it's been hard.
Mom asked me more about Savannah and about school and football and other things until finally dinner was over and Dad dropped Corinne off home. I went on Facebook and looked through Savannah's pictures.
In a lot of pictures she was smiling or with her friends or with guys. How has she never had a boyfriend before? She's hugging a bunch of guys or kissing them on the cheek or something. And in the pictures of her and her friends, it was usually mobile uploads of them doing something stupid like cooking four boxes of mac and cheese in a pot made for one box or of Savannah after she fell in mud or of her and her friends having a water balloon fight at midnight outside in their bathing suits.
I didn't see any pictures of her family though. From asking around though, I knew she had two brothers and a sister. Her older brother was a senior at our school and he was really popular. He was a legend for getting with so many girls or getting in trouble with the cops. He was known for being wild and Savannah was known for being shy. But judging from these pictures, she was crazy too.
The next day at school, I couldn't wait to see her. I thought maybe she'd come by the eighth grade wing but she didn't. And I didn't want to go to the freshmen wing and seem like a stalker looking for her. Since I couldn't talk to Chris or Ava anymore, I looked for someone to talk to. I saw Brookyln but she was already with a bunch of people. I saw Tyler who I played football with.
"Tyler," I called.
"Hey, what's good man?" he gave me a handshake.
"Do you know where I'd find Savannah Grant?" I asked.
"Oh, that tall blonde chick?" he asked. "Don't you have a thing with her now?"
"Ha, I don't know," I fake laughed.
"Yeah, but I think she's in the office for her in school suspension for hitting Ava or whatever," he said.
"Oh, okay, thanks man," I said. I was kind of disappointed but I didn't want to show it. A whole day without her would be boring. That's when I realized I was 95% sure I liked her.
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