“Have you been getting a lot of views?”
She shrugs. “I just started posting like two weeks ago, right after the first. I only post two or three times a week, so I guess, givenhow often I’m posting, things are going well. I don’t know, I’ve never done anything like this.”
“How many followers do you have? Or subscribers? I’m not a big social media person, as you know, so I don’t really know the terminology.”
“Last time I checked on YouTube, I had about 250,000 subscribers.”
My jaw practically hits the floor.
“Holy shit, Tate. That’s a lot. Especially for only three weeks.”
“It’s alright.”
“Have you thought any more about auditioning for one of those shows to really put your name on the map?”
“I think I’ll stick with this for a while. If I’m supposed to do a show likeThe Voiceor something, a time will present itself.”
“Well, I think what you’re doing is pretty awesome. I’m happy for you, Tate.”
“Thanks.” Her eyes soften as they meet mine. “Now let me see those instructions.”
She studies the pages, and I watch her do so. If there’s anyone who can figure out the entertainment center, it’s us.
We work better together.
We always have.
twenty-six
Tate
You’re telling me you had no idea Fletcher was seeing Casey?” Jeremy hands me aDr.Pepper.
“Did you?” I raise an eyebrow, and he shakes his head. “Then why would I?”
“Because you’re you.”
“What does that mean?” I turn toward him as he sinks into the spot next to me on the couch.
“You’re his best friend, T. Over everyone, you’re the first person he always turns to. We all assumed you knew. Especially when he told us they reconnected when you guys were home for Christmas.”
“Okay, I knew they went out, I didn’t know it went somewhere. Which, obviously, it did because she’s driving to watch him play hockey, something I rarely do for you guys, so.”
“And you’re okay with it?”
There’s something about the way his eyes study me that makes me feel like he knows I’m not. But who am I to say something to Fletcher? If Fletcher is happy, I’ll just have to learn to be okay with it.
“I’m going to take that as a no.”
“It’s not like that.” I tuck my leg under my body, forcing myself to look at Jeremy even more. “It has nothing to do with Fletcher possibly seeing another girl. We’re just friends; he’s free to see whomever he likes. It’s the fact that it’s Casey. She’s a horrible person.” Jeremy’s eyes narrow. “Okay, maybe I don’t know her that well, and maybe she’s changed since high school, but there’s just something about her I don’t like. It has nothing to do with Fletcher being with someone who isn’t me.”
“Didn’t you have the same problem with Becca?”
Jere isn’t saying it to be mean or douchey. Honestly, he’s saying it as a matter of fact as possible. And he’s not wrong, not completely, anyway.
“It had nothing to do with Fletch talking to a girl and everything to do with the fact that heabandonedme.”
“Sure. Because you don’t have feelings for him.”
