The Redemption of Daya Keane by Gia Gordon EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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House Parties
Walking into Justin Tadeo’s house party Friday night is like diving into the
deep end of a pool—except this pool is full of empty beer cans and not-quiteempty plastic drink cups and vomit and a few disembodied flower leis all
broken apart and various articles of clothing floating on the surface like ocean
debris.
I’m not antisocial, but there are plenty of places I’d rather be on a Friday
night than here. I barely know Justin, and it doesn’t matter if his parents are
out of town, because at the end of the day, we still live in tiny Escondido,
Arizona, and trust me, there’s nowhere to hide in this town—not even when
the name itself means hidden.
Girls like me don’t usually come to parties like this. Girls like me are more
likely to chill at the field hockey captain’s house while her parents are away
for the weekend. But the last time I went to a party there, one of the sweepers,
I think her name is Naomi, cornered me and tricked me into dancing with her
for a minute. Maybe-Naomi was nothing but grip and grope that night, and
truthfully, I’m not into that either—the whole hookup thing, where you get
with someone you barely know just because you’re at the same party and the
music sizzles against the steam in the air. That’s Stella’s game, and man is she
good at it.
“Hey,” Stella says, crashing into me. Some of the beer sloshes out of her
cup onto my T-shirt, but she just goes, “Don’t worry, it won’t stain. It’s Lite
beer.” She snort-laughs at her own joke.
Stella Avila is my best friend. Nothing ever seems to faze her. That’s not
me—I’m struggling just to breathe in this sea of bodies, this amorphous
current of faces, where pushing through the crowd feels like fighting a riptide
everyone just peed in all at the same time.
“Daya, listen, you love me, right?” Stella says.
This is code. She knows it. I know it. We’ve been best friends since we
were still in single digits. I know all her tells. Like right now? Her neck is
flaming red, the way it gets whenever she’s near her newest crush.
“Of course I love you,” I say, shaking my head against her offer of a sip of
beer. “What’s the favor?”
“I need you to distract Edgar Garibay.”
“So you can . . . ?”
We slide our gaze in tandem toward a pair of French doors that open out to
the back, and there she is. Yasmin Barroza. I should have known. Stella has
been dropping her name into conversation for nearly a week, just because she
likes the sound of it. Stella sees a line and looks for a curve, and tonight, she’s
convinced Yasmin’s line will bend her way. That’s the whole reason we’re
here.
She goes, “I just need five minutes with her.”
“What should I say to him?”
“Tell him your car broke down. And you need a ride.”
“I’m not getting in a car with him, Stells. He’s so shit-faced, he can barely
stand up.”
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