It All Started With The Butterflies

Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Levi and Shawn

I slipped some pyjamas into my duffel bag, along with a toothbrush and some night cream. After the date I would be sleeping at Chrissie's, since I had already told my mother we were having a sleepover. I decided to wear my blue crop top for the date, and put that on top of my pyjamas. I chose gold strappy shoes to complement my outfit. I had braided my hair and left it for the entire day, and now my hair settled in what appeared to be beach waves.

I hauled my bag over my shoulder, and made my way downstairs. I waved goodbye to my parents and waited in the front yard for Chrissie to pick me up. It was a good thing Ms. Embly hadn't yet phoned my parents about the project I hadn't handed in. Otherwise they wouldn't have let me have this sleepover.

A couple of minutes later Chrissie's blue Beetle whizzed straight past me. I held my hands in the air, trying to catch her attention.

She started reversing and finally pulled the car into my driveway.

"How?" I asked, wondering how she could possibly have driven past the house she had visited so many times.

"I forgot where the brakes were," she said. She had somehow managed to cheat her way into getting her driving licence. Maybe she had flirted with the scorer. When it came to Chrissie you never knew what she was going to do to get her way.

I climbed into the passenger seat and buckled my seatbelt. The car jerked forward.

"You aren't wearing that to the date, are you?" Chrissie's eyes swept over my green sweater and stonewashed jeans.

"I'm changing at your house." I touched my duffel bag.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you doing this when you have a boyfriend?" Chrissie enquired, her eyes moving between me and the road. I can't believe I thought Caspian drove fast; Chrissie put him to shame.

"I don't have a boyfriend." I rested my head on the headrest. I had repeated that statement to myself the whole day, and surprisingly it didn't hurt to say it anymore.

"If you say so." Chrissie was only too happy to drop the subject and talk about the night ahead of us. "You're going to love them," Chrissie prattled on joyfully. "Shawn is so cute, but he's mine. Though Levi is also pretty hot."

"Good for them," I muttered under my breath, before chiding myself. I was the one who had wanted to go on this date.

Chrissie stopped the car outside her house.

Together we walked to her room. Her parents were out, so it was just her and James.

"Hi, Madelyn." James greeted me on our way up the stairs. His hair was ruffled and he was wearing shorts with a T-shirt; he looked like he had just got out of bed.