Saved by the bell.
“Darn it.” Lauren moved toward the door that connected their classrooms. “I want to know everything later. And I mean everything.”
Callie placed morning work on a student’s desk. “We can talk after school.”
Even as she said the words, Callie wasn’t sure how much she would tell Lauren. Yes, Lauren was her oldest and closest friend. Still, she didn’t know how much she wanted to share just yet. Everything with Dylan seemed to be happening so fast.
And not just with Dylan. Her whole life had turned into one giant roller coaster ride since the day Helen Lee told her the truth. Callie wondered if her mom had known how much her letter to Warren would change her life.
Probably, Ruth Taylor hadn’t been a dumb woman.
“Morning, Miss Taylor,” one of her students said as he entered the classroom.
Pushing all thoughts of her parents and Dylan from her mind, Callie smiled. “Good morning, Andrew. How was your weekend?”
The students that day were unusually difficult. Callie didn’t know if it was because they were down to the last two weeks of school or because it was so warm in her classroom. Whatever the reason, she was actually grateful. They kept her so engaged she didn’t once think about her own mixed up life. Or the fact that she’d told Dylan she would not only go to the fundraiser with him, but stay with him as well. Was she ready for that?
Later that afternoon, the side door in her classroom opened, letting Callie know Lauren was back from bus duty ready to pick up their conversation from the morning whether she wanted to or not.
“Okay, Callie, I want all the details.” Lauren pulled a chair over to Callie’s desk. “What is going on between you and that Greek god?”
Callie laughed at her friend’s comparison. She definitely agreed with it. “He was actually born in England, so that would make him an English god.”
Not appreciating her humor, Lauren threw her a dirty look. “Minor technicality.”
“I met him through my father. Dylan’s mother is married to him,” Callie explained, trying to quickly decide how much to share.
“I know that. But that’s not what I asked.” Lauren shook her head, causing her large smiley-faced earrings to move back and forth. Leaning forward, Lauren continued, “What’s up between you two? I want all the juicy details. Don’t leave anything out.”
“We’re... friends,” Callie answered, not looking Lauren in the eye.
Lauren snorted. “Friends? You looked like more than friends to me.”
She wasn’t sure how to answer that. Despite their wonderful weekend together, Callie had no idea where she stood with Dylan. “We spent most of the weekend together,” she explained, carefully choosing her words.
Her friend smiled. “And?”
“And what?”
“Are you two a couple?”
Callie thought about their time together. Last weekend it felt as if they were. Then there was Saturday night and Sunday morning to consider. She could feel herself blushing as memories bombarded her.
Sighing, Callie shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“So when are you seeing him again?” Lauren asked, practically bouncing up and down.
Should I tell her everything?
Callie thought about it for a second. It would be nice to see what someone else thought, and there wasn’t anyone she trusted more than Lauren.
“Remember the fundraiser in New York I told you about?”
“You weren’t sure you wanted to go.”
“Well, I am. Dylan is picking me up at the train station.” She paused, wondering how Lauren would react if she told her the rest.
“And?”