Moment of Truth - Kasie West Page 0,54

he wanted me to react. But depending on which one of those it was, my reaction would be completely different. I mean, I really wanted it to be Jackson. I liked Jackson and I wanted him to match up with the online conversations I’d had with Heath Hall. But if I was being truthful, the masked version didn’t fit the Jackson I’d come to know. Jackson needing to put on a mask to face all of his fears, Jackson telling his fears to suck it, Jackson shaking like a leaf after showing people his painting didn’t make sense.

On the other side, the masked Heath Hall fit more with the DJ I knew in real life. He was vulnerable and shy. He was more the type that would want to hide his face when facing fears, to not draw attention to himself but the fear, as if it were everyone’s to own. Plus, the timeline made more sense. And now I’d flirted with him both online and in real life but Amelia had all but claimed him. Which was fine. I wanted her to. I didn’t like DJ like that. Sure I enjoyed the conversations we’d had online and I felt comfortable with him as a friend. I put my forehead to my keyboard. It was him and I so didn’t want it to be.

My computer dinged. You’re disappointed. It wasn’t a question.

No, I responded back, but that was all I had the chance to type before there was a knock at my door. I was glad for the interruption. I needed to think.

“Come in.”

My mom opened the door and sat down on the edge of my bed. She looked frazzled, upset. For a minute I thought she had discovered my award under my bed and wanted to apologize for missing the ceremony. But then she started talking. “A friend in Las Vegas called. Her co-organizer came down with the flu and had to go to the hospital because she couldn’t hold anything down for several days.”

I had no idea who or what she was talking about, but I figured it would all eventually make sense. “I’m sorry. Is there anything we can do?”

“The race is Saturday. As in the day after tomorrow. You know how crazy race days can be, and she just needs some experienced hands there helping things run smoothly.”

Now I understood. Mom to the rescue. “So you’re going out of town this weekend?”

“I wouldn’t because your father has business down south this weekend too, and I hate to leave you alone. But . . .”

“It’s fine, Mom. It’s two nights. I think I can survive.”

“Dad will be home late Saturday night.”

“Well, see, it’s just one night, then.”

She let out a breath of relief. “I figured you’d be fine but I just wanted to make sure. You think you could stay at Amelia’s for the weekend? That would make me feel better.”

“Sure. That sounds like fun.” I actually wasn’t sure. Her aunt was still in town, extending her stay like aunts sometimes do. But a weekend alone sounded nice. If my parents weren’t here, I didn’t have to think about our issues.

My computer dinged and I felt guilty that I hadn’t responded better.

My mom glanced at the computer. “Well, thank you. Be safe this weekend. No wild parties or anything.”

I laughed. “Okay.”

She tousled my hair, then left the room.

I turned my attention back to the computer, where the new message awaited.

I thought you’d already figured it out on your own.

Was he referring to the conversation about his dog we had out by the pool? He thought I’d figured it out and that’s why he told me? I felt sick. How was I supposed to tell him that all my flirting online wasn’t directed at him? How could I tell him that when I’d been flirting in real life too? I couldn’t tell him over the computer. Even though that’s how we’d been communicating half the time, it seemed so impersonal.

I’m not disappointed. Just overwhelmed. We’ll talk tomorrow, yes?

So you’re coming tomorrow night?

To the vague event with the address?

Yes.

I’ll be there.

Twenty-Six

I dreaded getting in the car the next morning with Amelia. I had no idea what to say. A conversation with her could wait until after I’d had one with DJ. There was nothing wrong with that. When I got into her car, I immediately felt bad.

And of course, the first thing she asked was, “So did Heath Hall slip up at all last night?” She eased out of

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