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ChrisDonnely4321: Hey, Babe.
PrincessBrooke00: Hey. I thought you were calling me??
ChrisDonnely4321: I was going to but my mom is on the phone. Don’t know how long she’ll be.
Riiiight. He’s totally lying. He’s afraid to talk to me on the phone. Does he think it would suddenly slip my mind that he has his own phone, which he’s called me on about a million times. He doesn’t need to wait for his mom to get off her phone to talk to me. And he doesn’t need to message, he could text me. Then again if he could text he could call. Unless his batteries dead.
PrincessBrooke00: Oh. Right. So what’s up?
ChrisDonnely4321: Not much. Just doing homework and stuff.
PrincessBrooke00: Me too.
ChrisDonnely4321: Fun. So that was strange running into you at the mall today huh?
Nice. So this is him trying to feel me out to see what I think about what happened. If I flip out at him, he’ll be all, “It was totally innocent” and “You don’t trust me” and I’ll look like a jealous girlfriend. Not to mention it will go against the BSC rules. Which are really starting to annoy me if I’m going to be honest. But, if I act like nothing is wrong, and he really IS innocent, then I’ll look like a good, trusting girlfriend. He’ll probably love me more for it.
ChrisDonnely4321: U there?
Whoops. I’m taking too long to answer him.
PrincessBrooke00: Sorry. POS.
Eh. Just a small lie. Neither one of my parents is hovering over my shoulder.
ChrisDonnely4321: Take ur time.
Gee thanks. I will. Ugh. This is so hard! I totally want to know what really went down today. I hated that feeling—that Cassie and Chris versus me feeling. Them sharing something.
PrincessBrooke00: K. I’m back.
ChrisDonnely4321: :-)
I want to slap that stupid emoticon right off the laptop screen! Grrr. Okay. Play nice.
PrincessBrooke00: I missed you this afternoon.
ChrisDonnely4321: I missed you 2. But it’s good for you to get some girl time w/ Lizzie 2.
Since when does Chris care if I get any girl time? Whatever.
PrincessBrooke00: At least I saw you for a few minutes. That really was sweet of you to help Cassie like that.
Ick! Blech! Spit, spit, spit! I can’t believe I just typed that. My fingers are puking all over the keyboard.
ChrisDonnely4321: It was nothin. I got a new pair of drumsticks too.
PrincessBrooke00: Cool! I got some clothes and body spray.
ChrisDonnely4321: Mmm. Maybe I can check out your body spray 2morrow night? :-)
Hmm. Well, this does seem like the same old Chris. He could have said he was busy doing something tomorrow night and then sneak out to see Cassie if he actually likes her. Maybe nothing really did happen? Maybe it was just like they said? He didn’t have to ask me to do something tomorrow. Am I stupid to feel relieved?
PrincessBrooke00: Definitely. :-)
ChrisDonnely4321: Cool. Want a ride in the am?
PrincessBrooke00: Yes!
ChrisDonnely4321: K. Be there @ 7. Love u.
PrincessBrooke00: I love u 2.
I shut down my Messenger and look over at Baby and Chris Jr., who is now sitting next to her on her stick. “What do you think Baby? I should trust him, right?”
Baby flies off her stick and lands by the food.
Chapter 7: Denial is Bliss
Is it completely lame that I’m totally happy this morning? Chris picked me up for school and we stopped for breakfast at Mickey D’s. Okay, we didn’t actually go in and eat anything—just sat in the car and made out. But everything felt normal again. It was the old Chris and the old Brooke. Together. I didn’t feel like there was a giant Cassie looming over our relationship waiting to pounce. Chris is 100% totally into only me. All through band practice this morning, he kept giving me cute little winks. And he hugged me or slapped me on the butt any time I walked by. Thank God for normalcy again.
Plus the pink scarf is really changing things for me. Even Lizzie pointed it out during Chemistry class when we were supposed to be working on our lab. People are noticing me.
Learning to Kill: Stories