Chapters (67)
“Hi, there, I’m Mike.” Jake’s dad appeared and held his hand out for me to shake.
“Hi. Lori.” This was all so peculiar and I felt completely out of my depth here. I’d never met a guy’s parents before, and I felt strange and nervous and . . .
“Sorry, do you mind if I use the bathroom?” I suddenly blurted without even realizing I was going to say that.
“Let me show you where it is.” Judy walked me to the guest bathroom and I quickly went in and pulled my phone out.
WhatsApp Group: How You Doin’???
LORI: Guess where I am?
ANDILE: Where?
LORI: In Jake’s house. In his guest bathroom to be more specific
ANDILE: Are you hiding?
LORI: Yes, sort of
LORI: I’m meeting his parents and I feel like a total blithering dorky dork
GUY: Oooh, meeting the parents. This must be serious
Of course I’d filled the guys in on everything that had happened between Jake and me so far. Broke down every moment as if doing a postmortem. I typed quickly.
LORI: It’s not like that. He invited Zac around because it’s his sister’s birthday
GUY: Are you sure that’s the only reason?
LORI: YES! Stop making more of this. We’re just friends because our siblings hang out
ANDILE: Friends . . . and you’re hiding in his toilet messaging us? Because that’s what you do when you’re JUST friends with someone
LORI: I don’t know how to act in front of his parents. I feel like I’m being a weirdo
ANDILE: Just be yourself!
GUY: Totally
GUY: Besides, you are a little weird anyway
LORI: I don’t want to be weird. I want to be normal
ANDILE: BOOORING
LORI: Crap! This is so ![]()
LORI: I gotta go
GUY: And you gotta stop messaging us from inside bathrooms!
ANDILE: Don’t hide for too long, you wouldn’t want them to think you are taking a giant dump!
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LORI: OMG, not again
GUY: Wait, what do you mean not again?
LORI: Never mind. Long story
GUY: We’ve got time
LORI: I don’t. Gotta run
LORI: Bye
I exited the bathroom and followed the sounds of chatter. Mike, Judy, and Jake were standing in the living room, which had been decorated with pink balloons and streamers. On the table stood a large chocolate cake with a mermaid on top of it, as well as a bowl of chips and some candy. Judy smiled at me again; she had a smile like Jake’s—big and open, and with the ability to set you at ease. “Thanks so much for coming this evening.”
“It’s a pleasure.”
“Lisa hasn’t stopped talking about Zac since he arrived at school, and Jake’s told us all about you too,” she said.