Back A Scatter of Light
Chapters (64)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. 2008
  4. Chapter 1
  5. 2013
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. 2023
  60. Chapter 55
  61. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  62. CREDITS
  63. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  64. What’s next onyour reading list?

I wanted to say Yes, absolutely, but Haley and I had discussed how to act around boys and decided we shouldn’t seem too eager. If you were too eager, they didn’t want you. “Maybe,” I said.

“Maybe, huh?” He leaned in a bit closer, and it seemed as if I could feel the warmth from his bare skin radiating at me. “We’re having a bonfire tonight on the beach. After sunset. You should come.”

My body buzzed with his nearness and the fact that this was happening right now. I was meeting a cute boy and he was interested in me and I was going to be kissed—I could feel it. “I’m here with my friends,” I said a little breathlessly, and glanced at Haley. She was laying out her towel with her sunglasses on, and I wondered whether she was watching out of the corner of her eye.

“Bring them,” Nathan said.

“Yo, Nate, game’s not over yet!” one of his friends called.

He glanced over his shoulder and then back to me. “I gotta go. But come out tonight. We’ll be right out here.”

“Okay,” I said, and then realized I’d agreed when I was trying to play it cool.

—

That night I wore a baby-blue sundress with spaghetti straps, and I probably should have worn a sweater because the wind off the Atlantic could get cold, but I wanted to look cute. I had washed my hair and let it dry naturally into waves, and then Haley sprayed some product in it to make it look “beachy.” I put on makeup—eyeliner because it was dark, shiny lip gloss to make my mouth look kissable—and I thought the girl in the mirror looked great, if a little nervous. I had never kissed a boy before, and I was well aware of my lack of experience. I planned to change that.

I went to many more beach bonfires after that one, but because it was my first, it stands out in my memory like all first experiences. I still remember feeling like I didn’t quite belong there with all those pretty, rich kids. I still remember feeling a little awkward when Nathan asked if I wanted to go for a walk down the beach, alone. I hoped that if he noticed the blush on my face he’d chalk it up to heat from the fire.