Until Harry(7)

Kale smiled to the redhead. “Thanks, Drew.”

Drew’s smile touched her ears. It was that big.

“Anytime,” she replied, tucking a piece of her luscious hair behind her ear, a coy smile on her lips.

I didn’t like Drew; I didn’t like her at all.

I tugged on Kale’s hand when he didn’t move. He was just standing there, looking at this Drew girl with a weird, goofy look on his face, and it made me mad.

“Kale!” I snapped.

He jumped a little, then looked down at me and blinked as if he’d forgotten I was there.

“She is so cute – is she your sister?”

Kale looked away from me and back to Drew when she spoke.

“Lane? She’s actually my best friend. I’m really close with her brothers and family. She is pretty much my sister.”

The look of admiration Drew shot Kale really ticked me off.

“Wow. That’s really cute, Kale,” Drew said, and lifted her right hand to her shining red hair, twisting her fingers around the end of it.

I wanted to chop the hair off her head. She touched it way too much.

“It-it is?” Kale stuttered, then had to clear his throat because it made a funny noise.

Drew nodded. “Yep. I think it’s really cool that you look out for her.”

Kale acted differently then. He shrugged his shoulders like what Drew said was no big deal and then untangled his hand from mine so he could leisurely drop it over my shoulder. “Well, you know. Someone’s gotta look after her. She’s six but she’s really small for her age. She’s only a kid.”

I frowned up at Kale and decided I didn’t like how different he was around this Drew girl and her friend with blonde hair who did nothing but stand and stare at him since the moment he’d asked where Jordan was.

Jordan.

At the reminder of why Kale was even talking to these girls, I tugged on his hand to get his attention, and when he looked down at me I said, “Jordan.”

Kale blinked, then shook his head clear and set his jaw.

He looked back to Drew. “You said Jordan went behind the prefabs, right?”

Drew bobbed her head up and down. “Uh-huh.”

Kale winked. “Thanks, beautiful.”

He turned to me then and said, “Stay here with Drew. I’ll be right back.”

With that said, he walked around me and headed in the direction of the prefabs. I was on the verge of tears because he’d done something wrong. He’d called Drew beautiful, but that had to be wrong because he said I was the only beautiful girl in the world. Just me. He always told me that.

“Did you hear that?” Drew squeaked to her friend and clapped her hands together like a seal at the zoo. “He called me beautiful. Beautiful!”

Drew’s friend jumped up and down and squealed. I resisted putting my fingers in my ears to block out the horrible noise.

“I did,” Drew’s friend said as she too clapped her hands together like a seal. “I so did. Oh, my God! He so likes you! Did you see how he couldn’t stop staring? You’re so bloody lucky, Drew – he is gorgeous!”

I didn’t want to stand there and listen to Drew and her friend as they gushed over Kale, so I ran after him. I heard Drew call for me, but I didn’t turn around to answer her. In fact, I mentally stuck my tongue out at her.

Take that, Drew.

I spotted Kale’s back as he disappeared around the back of the prefabs, so I ran my fastest after him. I got to the back of the prefabs at the same time a hand clamped down on my shoulder.

“Hold your horses – Kale said you have to stay with me.” I looked over my shoulder and stared up at Drew, who was looking down at me with furrowed brows. Her chest rose and fell rapidly like my own as we both tried to catch our breath.

She lifted her gaze and looked straight ahead. Her mouth formed into the shape of an O before she flung her hand over her mouth and screeched. I jumped with fright and snapped my head forward, but like Drew, I too screeched when I saw what she had.

Kale was in a fight – with three boys.

“Kale!” I cried when one of the boys kicked him in the side of his belly.

I tried to rush forward to help him, but arms folded around me from behind.

“Stop!” Drew’s voice hissed in my ear. “You’ll get hurt!”

I didn’t care; I had to help Kale before he got hurt.

“Leave him alone!” I screamed at the boys. “Stop it, please!”

The noises of punches and slaps filled my ears, and just as I was about to scream again, one of the boys on top of Kale suddenly yelped in pain after receiving a kick between the legs. He fell backwards onto the ground and held both hands between his legs. He didn’t get back up and try to hit Kale again; he stayed down and began to cry in pain.