opposites attract, they said, not rich popular gorgeous girl and broke burnout girl attract. but that’s currently how your relationship with natalie was going.

secret relationship. the first time your parents met nat was at a yellowjackets team party you hosted at your huge house, — with your father being a lawyer and your mother a doctor . when everybody left, your mother was commenting on how gorgeous all your friends were.

“oh, that jackie, isn’t she lovely? beautiful girl. and laura lee, such a beauty.” your mother had something nice to say about all of them. all except one.

“who’s that blonde one, darling?” she asked.

“nat?” you replied with a hint of uncertainty in your tone. if she was soloing her out it surely couldn’t be good. “ahhh, natalie..” your mother nodded. “i’ve met her mother before, poor woman, but i don’t trust that kid. never have her over unless the whole team is, you don’t know what she gets up to.”

it was fine back then, because you never really had natalie over anyway. until you got closer, then she asked you out, and it got harder.

the two of you ended up having to sneak around, saying there was a party at lottie’s just so you could meet her in some alleyway or under a subway. or, if your parents were on business trips, sometimes you’d have the whole weekend together.

it was easier for natalie, she didn’t have a father and her mother didn’t care any other time natalie went out. she wasn’t the one sneaking around, you were.

it was a pain for her, but she did it anyway, because she understood and she loved you.

it was 8pm on a saturday night and you hadn’t been able to see natalie outside of school and practice for four days. she sent you a text, and you looked over at your phone as it pinged.

baby, when can i see you again?