“Hello?” A girl’s voice echoed in the hall. Bobby’s sister appeared in the living room. My head was stuck in the sleeve of my shirt as I tried to put it on in a hurry. She saw us, snarled, and continued on to the kitchen.
“Hi, Kaelly!” He sang her name, drawn out and teasing.
“Screw you.”
Bobby and I got up and walked to the front door. Had I actually allowed Bobby to snap a nude photo of me? Was he going to show it to someone else? Was he going to stare at it when he was alone? I stood on his porch, feeling exposed.
“I have to go back inside. Kaelly will freak that you were here and I’ll have to bribe her not to say anything to my dad.”
When I got home, I unlocked the door and came straight into our room. Simona was sitting on her bed, Nirvana screeching from her headphones. She was texting someone. She looked at me, her eyes shaming and distant.
“Your t-shirt is on backwards,” was all she said.
I wanted to tell her, but I knew Simona would flip, get angry, tell me how stupid I was, how naive I was, how I didn’t respect myself so why would