Clark reached me first. He wore a thin cotton shirt that made his pale skin look sallow in the bright sunlight.
His golden hair flopped over his hairline like an exaggerated cartoon character. He seemed extra-bony today and I grimaced, recalling how pleasurable his kiss had been.
Obviously, I’d been out of my mind.
Clark Fisher was the most unattractive guy I had ever kissed and in the light of day, it was glaringly apparent.
“Audrey!” He waved.
A few people glanced between the two of us and embarrassment crept up my spine.
“Hi,” I saw Stanley coming and tried to shake Farm Boy before he arrived. “How are you?”
“I’m great. Mickayla had a really good time last Friday.”
“Oh yeah?” I glanced at him with genuine interest. His little sister was a gem. “I’m glad to hear that. She’s aweso
