Chapter 11

milk + meat = not kosher my boyfriend + kissing another girl= not kosher

I turn to Liron for answers.

"Avi, tell her," Liron says.

""Yeah. Tell me." When he hesitates, my entire body goes numb.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, because Nathan and I have been dating since February, after you left. I wanted to tell you, but I didn't want to upset you."

Phew. I can't believe I got the lie out without choking.

Crunching stones alerts us that someone is about to join us. It's Nimrod. He looks at Liron, then Avi, then me. "Hakol Beseder

--everything okay? No more spiders?"

"No spiders," I say. "And everything is just hunky-dory. Right, Avi?"

I lied to Liron and Avi because I didn't know what else to do. I'm in total shock. "Was everything Avi told me back in Chicago about how much he loves me a complete lie? "Were all those letters he wrote me lies, too? He knows I have trust issues because my parents never married and I didn't even have a relationship with my father until last year.

No wonder Avi doesn't want me here. He wants to be free to have his relationship with Liron on base and then have me, his American girlfriend, on the side.

Ugh, the thought of it makes me sick.

I storm back to my group, leaving Nimrod with the lovebirds.

Okay, Avi and Liron don't look or act like lovebirds, but he's obviously dating her behind my back. And I'm obviously the idiot girlfriend thinking it was worth it to spend time at a military boot camp to see my boyfriend.

Now I'm stuck. I would quit, but I begged my dad to sign me up and there's no turning back now. If I leave with my tail between my legs, I can just imagine what my dad will say. "I told you you're too young to have a serious relationship with Avi. I told you the program wouldn't be easy, and you couldn't handle military life.

Next time listen to your father."

I glare at anyone laughing at me. Every comment, every snicker, is like nails dragging down a chalkboard, making me cringe.

Jess runs up to me. "Amy, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I snap back, which earns me a weird look from my best friend.

"Did you get bitten?" Miranda asks me.

"No. I don't want to talk about it."

Our team hasn't finished digging the hole yet, although all the other teams have. Nimrod's team is giving themselves high fives, so I assume they're the winners of the challenge.

Liron orders her team into formation without looking my way.

Avi peers down into our pathetic, three-inch-deep hole.

"We lost," Nathan tells him. "Which isn't a big surprise considering we had one less person and no team leader after you guys disappeared."

"We're not going back until our ditch is finished," Avi informs us.

"No giving up."

Like he did with our relationship?

Since Avi left Chicago, I haven't thought of anyone else. I haven't been remotely interested in another guy because I know he's The One. He said we were going to be together forever, that he wanted to marry me one day. I believed him, which makes me the dummy.

Listen, I know I have to finish high school, go to college, and get a job. But I also thought my future included Avi, too.

A big army truck comes into sight, kicking up desert dust in its wake. Nimrod and his team hop on and, within a minute, are out of sight.

My team members are still shoveling, per Avis orders. I'm purposely ignoring anyone with a name that starts with an A, has an /at the end, and a Vin the middle. I can feel his eyes boring into my back like Superman's X-ray vision. But my boyfriend isn't Superman, at least not anymore.

And now, to save face, I have to pretend Nathan and I are in love.

I'm not sure Nathan will go for the charade. Dare I tell him? He's afraid enough of Avi as it is.

Avi tells the rest of the teams to file out and head back to base while we finish digging. Tori is shoveling, although she's not going fast and I think we might be here for a few days. We're all so hot and sweaty I wonder if skin can actually melt off of our bones.

"Amy..." I hear Avis voice from behind me.

"Is someone talking to me?" I ask Jess. "Because all I hear is hot air." I tap on my ears with my palms, pretending to clear my ear canals.

Miranda taps me on the shoulder and nudges me to turn around.

"Avi's right behind you, Amy. Maybe you really did get bit by that spider and it affected your hearing."

Thanks, Miranda. Not. The girl is not too quick on social cues, that's for sure. I love Miranda to death (okay, not to death ... that's a bit over the top), but she can definitely use lessons in how to not take everything so literally.

I turn to Avi with a cool smile on my face. "Did you want something, O Unfaithful One?"

"Don't say that."

"Why not? It's true, isn't it?"

"You walked away before I could explain, Amy."

"So explain now."

"Not with an audience."

"We have no choice, Avi, do we?" I focus on kicking a large rock.

"Did you sleep with her?"

All conversations immediately stop. Everyone waits for Avi to answer. I think the air even stops moving (although I can't say that's a big feat because there wasn't a breeze to begin with).

"No, I didn't sleep with her--"

"Did you kiss her?"

"Can we not do this now?"

"No, we're gonna do this right here, right now. Did you kiss her?"

"Yes."

"I can't believe you!" I attempt to shove him away from me, but the guy is like a solid rock of muscle. He grips my wrists and holds them away.

"You kissed Nathan, remember?" he says, his eyes blazing. "And now you say you're dating him. Is that true, Amy?"

"No, it's not!" Nathan calls out.

I narrow my eyes at Nathan. "There's no need to keep us a secret anymore, Nathan. I told Avi about us."

"But--"

Nathan's words are cut short when Jess pushes him into our team's ditch and he falls right onto Tori.

"Where's your honor and integrity, Avi?" I throw back the words he said to me back in January when he found out I'd kissed Nathan.

"You said we shouldn't be exclusive. You said it wasn't realistic to think we wouldn't be attracted to other people."

The thought of him being attracted to Liron is too much for me to deal with. "I was just saying that," I yell at him. "I didn't want you to actually do it."

He lets go of my wrists as if they're on fire and he's about to get burned. "Next time, say what you mean."

"Like you meant it when you said you wanted to marry me one day? It was all lies, Avi."

"You know that's not true."

"Cheating boyfriends become cheating husbands."

"I didn't chea--" Avi runs his hand over his grown-out buzz cut.

"Just let me know. Are we breaking up?"

"That depends. Did you kiss Liron just once?"

"No."

"Twice?"

"No."

"Three times?"

"Amy..."

"Answer me, Avi. Three times?"

"I didn't count."

"Maybe you should have. What did you think, that you could just fast for Yom Kippur come September, repent it one day, and God would wipe your sinning slate clean? What, you think God has only one book? I bet he's got lots of books, Avi, just filled with names of sinners. Because while God may inscribe you in the Book of Life for another year, he's probably also inscribing you in the Book of Cheaters."

His eyes get darker when he's angry. They're definitely dark now.

"Whatever, Amy. I can't talk to you when you're being irrational. If God's got a Book of Irrational People, you're at the top of the list."

He whips off his backpack and picks up our team shovel from the ground. "Get out," he orders Tori and Nathan, who immediately scramble out of the ditch.

Avi sheds his military vest. We all watch in awe as Avi finishes digging in less than three minutes.

"When he's done, we get back in formation and start marching back to base. After a half hour, he gives us a five-minute break and orders us to drink from our canteens. He does this every half hour. When we reach the base, he orders us to drink what's left in our canteen.

I'm too angry to drink.

He steps in front of me. I can feel the heat of the mid-morning sun, but I can also feel the heat of Avis gaze on me. "Amy, finish the water."

"Maybe I already did."

"I might be just a sheep farmer to you back at the moshav, but here I outrank you whether you like it or not. Drink it all, or you'll dump whatever's left in the canteen on your head."

A bee decides to hover between us. I hate bees almost as much as spiders.

"There's a bee about to sting us," I say, hoping to make him flinch, or at least get a reaction to remind me he's human.

No such luck.

"Drink or dump," he orders.

I could drink what's left in my canteen, but my ego is fragile and rebellious. I'm holding on to the little control I have left.

"Yes, sir!" I say sarcastically, then salute my now ex-boyfriend.

I slowly lift my canteen over my head. Avi is watching intently. I'm pretty sure the odds are 80 percent he'll stop me before a drop of liquid lands on my head, 20 percent he'll let me go through with the water-dumping. He has always come to my rescue in the past.

This time, though, he's the one I need rescuing from.

When my canteen is directly over my head, I realize there's a 100

percent chance he won't stop me.

Pouring water on myself means that my straightened hair will end up a random, curly mess. I can't do it.

"Do it."

I clench my teeth and lift my chin in defiance. "No."

Avi grabs my canteen, lifts it over my head, and turns it upside down. Water rushes down my scalp, making the hairs on the back of my neck stick straight up. It drips onto my neck and runs down my back Little rivers run down my face. I must look ridiculous, and it's all Avis fault.

"You cooled off yet?" Avi asks.

"Not by a long shot."

He shoves the empty canteen in my hand, then eyes the rest of the team. "When you're finished, hold your canteen above your head and turn it upside down."

A few people quickly drink what's left in their canteen, making sure not to leave a drop. I'm the only one with a mid-morning sprinkle.

I'm trying not to pay attention to Avi, but I can't help it. Against my better judgment, I focus on his lips. They're full and soft to the touch--I know because I've felt them with my fingers and my own lips.

Ugh. I cannot believe Liron had her lips against his. I shudder just thinking about it.

When Avi dismisses us to our bittan for cleanup time, I corner Nathan in the courtyard in front of the girls' barracks. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him lightly on the lips. "Please play along while Avi's watching," I whisper in his ear.

"You're the devil," he says. "Stay away from me while your boyfriend's around."

"He's not my boyfriend," I assure him as I shoo away another hovering bee. "Not anymore, at least."

"Neither am I, so stop telling everyone I am. I'm trying to get into Tori's pants, you know."

"Eww. Why?"

"She's cute, she's a dancer... I even hear she's double-jointed.

I've never been with a double-jointed girl before."

"You're sick, and totally acting like Kyle, the biggest perv in school."

"I'm a. guy, Amy. What do you expect?"

Up until a few weeks ago, Nathan was still obsessed with his ex-girlfriend Bicky. Not Becky... Bicky. She's a total druggie and has made Nathan's life miserable, which is the main reason he came on the Sababa trip. He has to get over Bicky, but replacing one bitch with another is definitely not the answer.

"Just smile and pretend you love me."

He smiles, puts his arm around my shoulders, and leads me to the barracks. "I do love you, Amy. As a friend. And as a friend I'm going to tell you that I'd like to keep my ball sacs intact and not piss off your boyfriend or ex-boyfriend or whatever he is. He's got a gun bigger than my entire arm. And isn't that thing attached to the bottom of it a grenade launcher? Geez, Amy, even his gun is pimped."

I spill the beans to Nathan softly, as if nobody else knows yet.

"He's been fooling around with Liron. He's probably dating her for all I know."

"I know. Our entire team got the rundown before he finished our ditch, remember?"

"Don't you feel sorry for me?"

"Amy, didn't you tell me during your conversion class that God gives us challenges to test how strong we are? Maybe this is your test." Now two bees are hovering around us. Nathan shoos them away. "Were bees one of the ten plagues back in Moses' time?"

"Nope."

"Well, God is obviously sending them as the eleventh plague. We had a bunch buzzing around our bunks yesterday. It's a miracle we haven't gotten stung."

The talk of plagues and getting stung makes me look for Avi. He's talking to a guy from Sayeret Tzefa, and looks murderous as he stares down Nathan and me. He tries to walk over to us, but the guy he's with pulls him back.

Nathan taps my shoulder. "Talk to him and find out what the deal is, Amy. 'Cause I'm not gonna act like your boyfriend just so you can save face. That's a cop-out, and the Amy Nelson-Barak I know isn't a coward or a cop-out."

"You sound like Rabbi Glassman," I tell him.

Nathan smiles wide, proud to be put in the same category as my awesome rabbi who sponsored my conversion to Judaism. He stands tall and proud, as if he's Abraham Lincoln addressing the United States Senate (without the top hat, of course). "Yes, well I'm smart beyond my seventeen years."

"Yeah, right. You just said you wanted to date Tori because she was double-jointed. You sounded like an idiot then. Don't push that 'smart beyond my seventeen years' crap."

"Yo, Nate, we gotta do cleanup!" Brandon, another guy on the Sababa trip, calls out.

Nathan chucks me under the chin. "I gotta go, Amy. While I probably just signed my death warrant by talking to you for so long, I have to go before Susu starts his inspection."

"Girls' inspection in fifteen minutes!" Ronit calls out. "Nathan, you better not drag your feet. You should have been at the guys'

barracks five minutes ago!"

Nathan jogs off, his sandy blond, bed-head hair bouncing with each step and his shirt sticking to his back from the heat of the Israeli sun.

Date: 2015-02-28; view: 599