but I wanted to give Jordan a heads up.”
“Thanks,” I say reluctantly.
“All good? Need me to do anything?”
“No, just call me if anything like this comes up again.” I’ll sound like an insecure shithead if I ream him for texting Jordan after learning what it was about.
“I don’t think I have your number.”
“I’ll send it to you.” He gets what I’m saying. And he seems to respect it. We’re going to be running in the same circles, and there’s no reason to create unnecessary tension. I hate that the dude touched Jordan and had his lips on hers, but it was a year ago, and it ended before it really began. Maybe if there’d been lots of guys before me it’d be better, or maybe worse, I’ve got no idea.
The door to the bathroom opens. “Beck? What are you doing in here?” Jordan’s voice is groggy and disoriented. She rubs her eyes.
“I was just on the phone and didn’t want to wake you. Come on, let’s go back to bed.”
“Okay, meet you in a sec. Just need to go first.”
She gestures to the toilet and I move out of her way to meet her back in bed. When she climbs in next to me a minute later, she doesn’t lie back down, but sits beside me.
“Who were you on the phone with? Did you borrow mine? I’m really sorry about killing yours.”
I’m not real eager to hit her with questions when she’s barely awake, but I’m not about to start lying to her either.
“It was Davis, actually.”
She furrows her brow. “You called Davis?”
“He texted you asking you to call him, so I called him.”
“You checked my messages?”
“I was on your phone checking Instagram when it came through.” I should apologize, but for some reason I don’t. “I guess Sydney ran into him at a coffee shop, or followed him there, and asked him a bunch of weird questions.”
Jordan groans and throws herself onto her pillow. “That girl is a nightmare.”
“Do you know what it was about?”
“She talked to me after class yesterday. She’s in my econ lecture, with Fliss and Daisy too. All three of them talked to me about how they don’t want to be on the outs with my friends, mainly you and your crew. It’s bad for the sorority and they’ll be outcasts in their sorority world if the hottest club – the Jay Beach house, I guess – gives them the red light. That’s how they see it.”
“So, what do they want from you, exactly?”
“They want to help find the person behind the Razzle account so that we don’t think it’s Fliss anymore. And the person behind the other one who got real threatening, bubblerollie. I guess they’re now harassing people as part of their investigation. What a mess.”
“You told them to go for it?”
“I can’t remember exactly how I responded, because then Sydney told me about Brie and Zora and I was all distracted. How does she know about that, anyway?”
“Maybe they were out somewhere together and she saw them.”
“Or she’s spying on the Jay Beach house.”
“I doubt it. The place is surrounded by a giant fence. We had to keep it private during filming.”
“Yeah, and we know how easy it is to climb fences.”
“Are you still worried about those accounts?” I push. “We haven’t talked about it, but they haven’t been in touch with you, right? You don’t have anyone making threats anymore?”
She shakes her head. “No. I really don’t. It’s like I got a fresh start when I came back with a new account. Maybe people like you better with me than with Camila, or maybe they’re more interested in my skateboarding and coming back from a head injury than my relationship status. Plus there isn’t any of that speculation about me being with Griff. That definitely fueled the fire.”
“You’ll tell me if that changes, right?”
“Yeah, Beck, you’ll be the first to know.”
Deciding to let the messages from the guys hitting on her go, I tell her the news I’ve been waiting to share with her in person.
“Good, because I have another big public appearance coming up and I want to be able to talk freely about you, about us.”
“Oh yeah, what is it?”
“I’ll be a guest on the Eileen Delarosa Show.”
“What? No way. You’re kidding me, right?”
“No, I got invited yesterday.”
Jordan squeals. “Can I come? Can I sit in the audience?” For a girl who doesn’t get fired up about much that doesn’t have to do with skateboarding, it’s damn cute to