You owe me
Those were the words that haunted him most.
Not simply because he and Scott had been best friends since kindergarten, but for another, more important reason. And sometimes, in the middle of the night, he would lie awake, hating the truth of those words and wishing for a way to make things right.
Oddly enough, it was the incident at the volleyball game earlier in the day that triggered the memories this time. Or rather, it had been the girl hed collided with. She hadnt been interested in his apologies, and unlike most girls around here, she hadnt tried to mask her anger. She didnt simmer and she didnt squeal; she was self-possessed in a way that struck him instantly as different.
After shed stormed off, theyd finished out the set, and he had to admit hed missed a couple of shots he ordinarily wouldnt have. Scott had glared at him andmaybe because of the play of lighthed looked exactly as he had on the night of the fire when Will had pulled out his cell phone to call the police. And that was all it took to set those memories loose again.
Hed been able to hold it together until theyd won the game, but after it ended, hed needed some time alone. So hed wandered over to the fairgrounds and stopped at one of those overpriced, impossible-to-win game booths. He was getting ready to shoot an overinflated basketball at the slightly too high rim when he heard a voice behind him.
There you are, Ashley said. Were you avoiding us?
Yes, he thought. Actually, I was.
No, he answered. I havent taken a shot since the season ended, and I wanted to see how rusty I am.
Ashley smiled. Her white tube top, sandals, and dangly earrings showed off her blue eyes and blond hair to maximum effect. Shed changed into the outfit since the final volleyball game of the tournament. Typical; she was the only girl hed ever known who carried complete outfit changes as a regular rule, even when she went to the beach. At the prom last May, shed changed three times: one outfit for dinner, another for the dance, and a third for the party afterward. Shed actually brought along a suitcase, and after pinning on her corsage and posing for photographs, hed had to lug it to the car. Her mother hadnt found it unusual that she packed as though she were heading off on vacation instead of a dance. But maybe that was part of the problem. Ashley had once taken him to glimpse inside her moms closet; the woman must have had a couple of hundred different pairs of shoes and a thousand different outfits. Her closet could have housed a Buick.
Dont let me stop you. Id hate for you to be out a dollar.
Will turned away, and after zeroing in on the rim, he sent the ball arcing toward the basket.
It bounced off the rim and backboard before dropping in. That was one. Two more and hed actually win a prize.
As the ball rolled back, the carnival worker sneaked a glance at Ashley. Ashley, meanwhile, hadnt seemed to have even noticed the workers presence.
When the ball rolled down the net and back to Will, he picked it up again and glanced at the carnival worker. Has anyone won today?
Of course. Lots of winners every day. He continued to stare at Ashley as he answered. No surprise there. Everyone always noticed Ashley. She was like a flashing neon sign for anyone with an ounce of testosterone.
Ashley took another step forward, pirouetted, and leaned against the booth. She smiled at Will again. Ashley had never been one for subtlety. After being crowned homecoming queen, shed worn the tiara all night.
You played well today, she said. And your serve has gotten a lot better.
Thanks, Will answered.
I think youre almost as good as Scott.
No way, he said. Scott had been playing volleyball since he was six; Will had taken up the game only after his freshman year. Im quick and I can jump, but I dont have the complete game Scott does.
Im just telling you what I saw.
Focusing on the rim, Will exhaled, trying to relax before shooting the ball. It was the same thing his coach had always told him to do at the free-throw line, not that it ever seemed to improve his percentage. This time, though, the ball swished through the net. Two for two.
What are you going to do with the stuffed animal if you win? she asked.
I dont know. Do you want it?
Only if you want me to have it.
He knew she wanted him to offer it to her as opposed to asking him for it. After two years together, there were few things he didnt know about her. Will grabbed the ball, exhaled again, and took his final shot. This one, however, was a touch too hard, and the ball bounced off the back rim.
That was close, the worker said. You should try again.
I know when Im beat.
Tell you what. Ill take a dollar off. Two dollars for three shots.
Thats all right.
Two dollars and Ill let both of you take three shots. He grabbed the ball, offering it to Ashley. Id love to see you give it a try.
Ashley stared at the ball, making it obvious shed never even contemplated such an idea.
Which she probably hadnt.
I dont think so, Will said. But thanks for the offer. He turned toward Ashley. Do you know if Scott is still around?
Hes at the table with Cassie. Or at least thats where they were when I went to find you. I think he likes her.
Will headed in that direction, Ashley right beside him.
So we were talking, Ashley said, sounding almost casual, and Scott and Cassie thought it might be fun to head over to my place. My parents are in Raleigh for some event with the governor, so wed have the place to ourselves.
Will had known this was coming. I dont think so, he said.
Why not? Its not like anything exciting is happening around here.
I just dont think its a good idea.
Is it because we broke up? Its not like I want us to get back together.
Which was why you came to the tournament, he thought. And got dressed up tonight. And came to find me. And suggested going to your place, since your parents arent home.
But he didnt say those things. He wasnt in the mood to argue, nor did he want to make things any harder than they already were. She wasnt a bad person; she just wasnt for him.
Ive got to be at work early tomorrow morning, and I spent all day playing volleyball in the sun, he offered instead. I just want to go to sleep.
She grabbed his arm, bringing him to a stop. Why dont you take my calls anymore?
He said nothing. There was really nothing he could say.
I want to know what I did wrong, she demanded.
You didnt do anything wrong.
Then what is it?
When he didnt answer, she gave him a beseeching smile. Just come over and well talk about it, okay?
He knew she deserved an answer. The only problem was that it was an answer she wouldnt want to hear.
Like I said, Im just tired.
Youre tired, Scott bellowed. You told her you were tired and you wanted to go to sleep?
Something like that.
Are you insane?
Scott stared at him across the table. Cassie and Ashley had long since headed up the pier to talk, no doubt dissecting everything Will had said to Ashley, adding unnecessary drama to a situation that probably should have remained private. With Ashley, though, there was always drama. He had the sudden sense that the summer was going to be a long one.
I am tired, Will said. Arent you?
Maybe you didnt hear what she was suggesting. Me and Cassie, you and Ashley? Her parents place at the beach?
She mentioned it.
And were still here because?
I already told you.
Scott shook his head. No see, thats where you lose me. You use theIm tired excuse on your parents when they want you to wash the car, or when they tell you to get up so you can make it to church. Not when it comes to an opportunity like this.
Will said nothing. Though Scott was only a year youngerhed be a senior at Laney High School in the fallhe often acted as if he were Wills older and wiser brother.
Except that night at the church
See that guy over there at the basketball booth? Now him, I get. He stands there all day trying to get people to play the game so he can earn a little money and buy himself some beer and cigarettes at the end of his shift. Simple. Uncomplicated. Not my kind of life, but one I can understand. But you, I dont get. I mean did you see Ashley tonight? Shes gorgeous. She looks like that chick in Maxim.
And?
My point is, shes hot.
I know. We were together for a couple of years, remember?
And Im not saying you have to get back together with her. All Im suggesting is that the four of us head over to her place, have some fun, and see what happens.
Scott leaned back in his seat. And by the way? I still dont understand why you broke up with her in the first place. Its obvious shes still into you, and you two always seemed perfect together.
Will shook his head. We werent perfect together.
Youve said that before, but what does that mean? Is she, like psycho or something when you two are alone? What happened? Did you find her standing over you with a butcher knife, or did she howl at the moon when you went to the beach?
No, nothing like that. It just didnt work out, thats all.
It just didnt work out, Scott repeated. Can you even hear yourself?
When Will showed no signs of relenting, Scott leaned across the table. Cmon, man. Do this for me, then. Live a little. Its summer vacation. Take one for the team.
Now you sound desperate.
I am desperate. Unless you agree to go with Ashley tonight, Cassie wont go with me. And were talking about a girl whos ready to Romance the Stone. She wants to Free Willy.
Im sorry. But I cant help you.
Fine. Ruin my life. Who cares, right?
Youll survive. He paused. You hungry?
A little, Scott grumbled.
Cmon. Lets get some cheeseburgers.
Will got up from the table, but Scott continued to pout. You need to practice digging, he said, referring to the earlier volleyball games. You were sending the ball in every direction. It was all I could do to keep us in the games.
Ashley told me I was as good as you are.
Scott snorted and pushed up from the table. She doesnt know what shes talking about.
After standing in line for their food, Will and Scott moved to the condiment stand, where Scott drenched his burger in ketchup. It squeezed out the sides as Scott put the bun back on.
Thats disgusting, Will commented.
So get this. There was this guy named Ray Kroc and he started this company called McDonalds. Ever heard of it? Anyway, on his original hamburgerin many ways the original American hamburger, mind youhe insisted that ketchup be added. Which should tell you how important it is to the overall taste.
Keep talking. Youre just so fascinating. Im going to get something to drink.
Get me a bottled water, will you?
As Will walked off, something white flashed by him, heading in Scotts direction; Scott saw it, too, and instinctively lunged out of the way, dropping his cheeseburger in the process.
What the hell do you think youre doing? Scott demanded, spinning around. On the ground lay a wadded-up box of French fries. Behind him, Teddy and Lance had their hands stuffed in their pockets. Marcus was standing between them, trying and failing to appear innocent.
I dont know what youre talking about, Marcus answered.
This! Scott snarled, kicking the box back at them.
It was the tone, Will would later think, that made everyone around them tense. Will felt the hair on his neck prickle at the palpable, almost physical dislocation of air and space, a tremor that promised violence.
Violence that Marcus obviously wanted
As if he were baiting him.
Will saw a father scoop up his son and move away, while Ashley and Cassie, back from the pier, froze on the outskirts. Off to the side, Will recognized Galadrielshe called herself Blaze these dayscircling closer.
Scott glared at them, his jaw clenching. You know, Im getting sick and tired of your crap.
Whatcha gonna do? Marcus smirked. Shoot a bottle rocket at me?
That was all it took. As Scott took a sudden step forward, Will pushed his way frantically through the crowd, trying to reach his friend in time.
Marcus didnt move. Not good. Will knew he and his friends were capable of anything
and worst of all, they knew what Scott had done
But Scott, in a fury, didnt seem to care. As Will surged forward, Teddy and Lance fanned out, drawing Scott into their midst. He tried to close the gap, but Scott was moving too quickly, and suddenly everything seemed to happen at once. Marcus took a half step backward as Teddy kicked over a stool, forcing Scott to jump out of the way. He slammed into a table, toppling it.
Scott caught his balance and balled his hands into fists. Lance closed in from the side. As Will forced his way forward, gaining momentum, he vaguely heard the wailing sounds of a toddler.
Breaking free of the crowd, he veered toward Lance when all at once a girl stepped forward into the fray.
Just stop! the girl shouted, thrusting her arms out. Knock it off! All of you!
Her voice was surprisingly loud and authoritative, enough to make Will stop in his tracks.
Everyone else froze, and in the sudden silence, the cries of the toddler sounded shrill. The girl pivoted, glaring at each of the brawlers in turn, and as soon as Will saw the purple streak in her hair, he realized exactly where hed seen her before. Only now she was wearing an oversize Tshirt with a fish on the front.