When a Heart Trips

  “Whatever.” I continued eating my ice cream. “If he’s friends with Jason, I’m sure he isn’t a good guy.”

  “That’s where you’re wrong.”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “He isn’t friends with Jason, he’s his cousin.”

  “His what?” I questioned numbly.

  She smirked. “You heard me.”

  “I don’t understand what you’re trying to say. Why can’t I just enjoy my ice cream?”

  “You can.” Her voice lowered an octave. “All I’m saying is that Jason has been your bully for so long that I think it’s time we got that revenge we were talking about before.”

  “Revenge usually ends up bad for everyone involved.”

  “Maybe, but we’ve got until school ends to finally give Jason what he’s had coming for a long time.”

  I would have been lying if I said my interest wasn’t piqued. “And how exactly are we going to do that?”

  “By getting his cousin involved.”

  “I really don’t think that will work.”

  “Why do you say that?” She asked.

  “Because he’s seen him in action and hasn’t done a thing about it, I doubt now would be any different,” I said.

  “Well, even if it isn’t for revenge, I still think you should give that boy a chance.”

  “You’re talking like he wants one.”

  “Judging by the way he was looking at you in there, I don’t think there’s anything Brenton Connors would want more.”

  I wasn’t going to push the subject any further. I just hoped she would forget about it and not bring Maci into it. I mean, I’m sure that wouldn’t be a problem considering her past with him. She wasn’t the type that liked to share. It just wasn’t in her nature, and it wasn’t in mine either. I would never do that to a friend. But if I were being honest, I knew just as well as anybody that whether you wanted something to happen or not, if it was meant to it would happen anyway.

  I had a feeling that Brenton Connors—apparently using his full name was a thing—was meant to happen. I just wish I would have been more prepared for it when he did.