How did you find it?
When did you last see it?
“When” is what scares me the most. I’ll have to tell him it was the night he came back from Kansas City and Matt was at our house. And then, Mason being the actual smartest person I know, he’ll get what I did: He’ll know I told Matt about Revive. So, instead of implicating myself, I decide to embrace my new life and try to ignore the program until I can figure out how to research Case 22 without Mason’s help.
In the meantime, I’m starting to feel like I was born and raised in Omaha and have known the McKeans since birth. Matt, Audrey, and I carpool to school every morning and hang out every afternoon. Audrey and I can finish each other’s sentences, and she even helps me come up with great blog topics like “What’s worse: Sunday night or Monday morning?” and “Gym teachers: Friend or Foe?”
Even better, Audrey seems to be feeling good, which somehow makes it okay that I’m feeling amazing. Although Matt and I don’t talk about Revive, the way he watches for bees when we eat lunch outside tells me that it’s always on his mind. We hold hands in the halls at school and text or chat until late every night, and more and more, I know that our relationship is way beyond crush status.
I’ve got a best friend and a boyfriend, and it’s fine by me that they’ve got the same last name.
On the Thursday before my birthday, Audrey and I eat lunch in the cafeteria because Matt’s got a dentist appointment.
“I love my brother, but it’s nice to have a break from him once in a while,” Audrey says before taking a bite of yogurt.
“Yeah, it’s nice to have some girl time,” I say, smiling at her.
“So, Dais, do you love my brother?” she asks, eyes shining.
“You and your questions!” I shout. “Oh my god!” I redden as Audrey giggles. “And for the record, I only love my other boyfriend. You wouldn’t know him; he lives in the Niagara Falls area,” I joke, ripping off a line from The Breakfast Club, which Audrey and I streamed last weekend. We teased Matt about having Judd Nelson hair. Of course Matt’s is way better.
“Oh, yeah?” Audrey plays along. “Is he hot?”
“The hottest!” I squeal. An entire group of girls one table over turns to see what’s happening. When they go back to their lunches, we resume our conversation.
“What about you?” I ask seriously. “You never talk about any guys besides celebrities.”
“What’s the point?” Audrey says in a rare moment of defeatism. Then she bounces back. “Anyway, most of the true hotties graduated. Oh, man, like Bear Williams. He looks like a young Jake.”
“You’re Gyll-obsessed,” I joke. “And Bear? That can’t be his real name.”
“It is. I swear.”
“I don’t know how anyone could take him seriously with a name like Bear.”
“That’s because you’ve never seen Bear Williams. Maybe I’ll invite him to your birthday event.”
I choke on a baby carrot.
“Excuse me?” I ask. “My birthday what?”
“Your birthday event,” Audrey says. “Don’t try to pretend that your sweet sixteen isn’t on Saturday, Daisy West.”
“What are you going to do?” I ask, a little afraid, but mostly flattered.
“You’ll have to wait and see,” Audrey says cryptically. “I mean, it’s not a party or anything, but I think you’ll like it.”
“That’s really nice of you,” I say.
“Well, it’s not all me,” Audrey admits. “My brother might have told a little white lie about where he is right now.”
My stomach flips as I start to ponder what the McKean siblings could possibly be planning for me.
Saturday morning, Mason makes me pancakes with candles and gives me an iTunes gift card and a voucher for driving lessons. Cassie hands over a store-bought greeting card with twenty dollars inside.
“Thanks, you guys,” I say. “This is really sweet.”