I swung my head from them to Maddy. Her food, if she had any, her books, and her phone were at the other table.
“It’s Ella, right?” I turned toward one of the boys at the table and nodded, wondering how he knew my name. “I’m Josh.”
“Yup, her name’s Ella,” Maddy offered up when I remained silent. “She’s into that Japanese-cartoon stuff you guys like.”
Maddy nudged me closer, and I stumbled into the corner of the table. “Right, Ella?”
I nodded, still confused, still mute. Until five minutes ago, she was into my “Japanese-cartoon stuff,” too. Last I checked, she had an entire bulletin board dedicated to my drawings. Now she was talking about it like it was some noxious side effect of having an identical twin sister. I followed her gaze to the other table and watched as her entire personality changed instantly in front of my eyes. She shook her head, tossing her hair as she smothered a giggle. Alex winked, and I swore she blushed.
“You’re good, right?” Maddy asked over her shoulder as she danced away. I didn’t bother to answer. I was too busy trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
“You gonna sit?” Josh asked.
“What?”
“I said are you going to sit?”
“Yeah. I guess so.”
I pulled out a chair a safe three seats away from him and sat down. I didn’t speak, just focused on my food, confused and hurt that I’d been dumped—literally dumped—by my own sister.
Three years later I was still sitting at that same table with Josh, but now my sister’s exclusion didn’t bother me.
3
I parked as close to Alex’s house as I could, which was still fifteen cars away. I could hear the music now, the faint thump of the bass echoing through the windows. Out of habit, I locked the car. Not that anybody would think to steal it. My sister’s ten-year-old Honda was nothing special compared to the shiny new toys parked around it. That, and nobody messed with anything that belonged to Alex Furey. And my sister most definitely belonged to him.
I followed the music up the walkway. The front porch was littered with plastic cups and empty pizza boxes, the occasional soda can tossed in between. I made my way up the stairs, careful not to look at the two kids making out on the railing, and opened the door to the house.
I don’t know what hit me first, the music or the smell, but both sent me in search of clean air. Three steps and the stench of perfume, pot, and sweat finally cleared. The pounding in my head … well, that dulled to a tolerable level. I hadn’t been to a party like this since I was a freshman and Mom paid Maddy to take me out with her. Something about me needing to make friends. Since then, I’d spent plenty of time running pick-up duty but had done my best to avoid ever having to enter into this social scene again.
“Hey, what are you doing here?”
His voice echoed over the drumming in my head, and I looked up to see Josh coming out the front door. I thought about asking him the same question—he wasn’t exactly top man on his cousin’s list—then I remembered his parents were away, Alex’s with them. A family vacation that didn’t include kids.
Surprisingly, both sets of parents thought it wiser if Josh and Alex stayed together while they were gone. My guess was that that had nothing to do with Josh’s parents and everything to do with Alex’s father wanting to make sure his son didn’t trash his house while they were gone. Josh would stay to make his parents happy, but there was no way he’d run babysitting duty for his uncle.
“Looking for Maddy,” I said. “She called and said she needed a ride home.”
“Stay for a while and hang out with me. I brought some movies from home. We can watch them upstairs.”