Chapter 17
The doorbell rang at noon. I quickly pulled a beanie over my messy hair and opened the door.
Matt and Tracey stood on my front porch. I frowned. “Hey guys. What are you doing here?”
Tracey looked like she was attending a movie premiere in a cute summer, black dress. She always did look her best around Matt. I suspected she had a major crush on him, but he was oblivious.
“We were at the library. Here’s my trig book.” He handed it to me.
“Right. Thanks. Come on in.”
“I like your house,” Tracey said, her cheeks puffed when she breathed. With her short brown hair and brown eyes, she reminded me of an adorable chipmunk. “I bet it’s fun to have a mountain in your backyard.”
“I like it. Have a seat.”
“How are you feeling?” he asked. He reached up and swept his fingers over my f
