Somewhere in the distance, I saw a flash of his long blonde hair.
Jack Hart.
He leaned back in a lounge chair laughing with his whole body. Loose strands of hair fell into his face as he rocked back and forth. He tucked them behind his ears, over and over, but they got untucked almost immediately. He was talking to a beautiful girl with long blonde hair and a snug crop top, the kind that I would never have the courage to wear.
“That’s Jack Hart,” Delilah leaned over and whispered in my ear. “Kyle’s brother.”
I nodded. I knew of him, but I didn’t know that he had a brother.
“Yeah, I know,” I said. “He’s in my English class.”
I had seen Jack at school, but I didn’t know how I felt about him. He hung out with a completely different group of people than I did, and frankly I never thought much of any of them. Many were drops outs destined to bum around this town forever.
Many were druggies. Druggies scared me, I’d never tried a single drug – not even a joint – and a huge part of me was embarrassed over my inexperience. I played it off as something that I just didn’t do, but I was secretly afraid. I was afraid of trying anything that had the power to make me loose control.
Our eyes met across the parking lot. He spotted me and then took a double take as if he were wondering, is that really you? I didn’t know why, but for some reason I shrugged.
A beautiful blonde hung around his shoulders and kissed him on the neck. His eyes remained firmly on mine. Her kisses became intense, and her body started to move to the music pumping out of the boom box. She tried to get him to move his body along with hers, but he remained perfectly still, staring at me. Eventually, I looked away and turned back toward Carter, Delilah, and Danny.
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