17
Leo
I can’t believe it. Teegan thinks I’m gay.
Not that it would be a big deal if I were. I have lots of gay friends. But I’m not. And let’s just say it’s a bit of a ball-buster when the girl you’re into believes that you aren’t heterosexual.
All of this explains her hot and cold behavior.
I’m out of the studio and halfway down the block when I dial up Jagger.
“I feel oddly offended that I had to find out about you and Oscar on the morning show,” Jagger says when he picks up and then laughs.
Any guilt I had about calling him so early vanishes. “I should’ve called Vance.”
“And wake up the kids? Although Bianca’s not too happy right now. Ouch. Sorry, Brianna.”
I roll my eyes. “Can you f*****g believe it?” I ask.
His winded breaths and the padding of his footsteps tells me he’s a
