Although Jamie smiles, it doesn’t reach her eyes, instead she looks at me with something akin to contempt.
Chin up, Nova. Not everyone’s going to like you, and you’ll just have to deal with it.
“This is Jane Carlson. Her son, Josh, will be a sophomore next year.”
I give the woman a friendly smile, which she returns, making me feel better after Jamie’s haughty look.
“Nice to meet you,” I murmur.
“And last but not least is Tori Douglas. Her twins, Shiloh and Tyrel, are in Porsha and Lainey’s class.”
Ooooh, the mother of the boy who gave Lainey and other girls chocolate.
A grin tugs at my lips. “Hi.”
“This is Nova Allen, and she’ll be our fifth supermom.”
“I don’t know about supermom,” I mutter with a playful tone. “But I’ll give it my best try.”
Charlotte and I sit down, and she gestures at the coffee table that’s loaded with finger foods, juices, and flavored waters. “Help yourself.”
Jamie lets out an audible sigh, and when I look at her, I can swear she just rolled her eyes at me.
Choosing to ignore the woman, I smile at the other moms.
“We’re so sorry about Rachel,” Jane says, compassion softening her features. “She was such a beautiful soul.”
I’m getting used to my heart clenching whenever Rachel is mentioned. It’s comforting in a way because I never want to forget her.
“Thank you,” I murmur.
“Okay, school is almost over,” Charlotte says, drawing the attention away from me. “I think we need to get the raffle set up so we can gather funds for the kids who would like to go to summer camp but can’t afford to.”
We spend the next hour coming up with ideas of things to raffle, then Jamie says, “You know what would bring in a lot of money?”
She gives me a mocking smirk, and I just know I’m not going to like what she has to say.
“What?” Charlotte asks.
“A chance to win a date with Easton.”
Oh, hell no.
Instead of losing my temper because the whole world knows I’m dating Easton, I suck in a calming breath, force a polite smile to my face, and say, “There’s no way Easton would agree to something like that. The best I can do is to get an autographed photo of him and some merchandise from his latest movie.”
Jamie rolls her eyes again, but luckily, Charlotte jumps in. “That would be great, Nova. I can ask my husband for memorabilia that was used on one of his sets.” When she sees the surprised look on my face, she explains, “My husband is a producer, so I know all about the pressures of the film industry.”
“Oh wow.” The corner of my mouth lifts. “I didn’t know that.”
“We need to discuss the cost of the raffle tickets,” Tori mentions, turning our attention to her.
Jamie remains quiet while Tori and Jane do most of the talking, and I begin to get my hopes up that Jamie won’t say anything else in an attempt to upset me.
When we’re finally done and we’re enjoying the finger foods, Jamie raises her eyebrow at me, and I groan internally.
“How does it feel to be Easton Rowe’s girlfriend?” she asks, her tone dripping with contempt as if she finds it hard to believe that Easton would be interested in someone like me.
Before coming to LA, her behavior would’ve made me feel insignificant, but after living with Easton for two months, my self-confidence has skyrocketed.
