The Fill - In Boyfriend
Episode 12's

Are you following us?

"What's? No. gabe. It's half a day Slurpee, "my word, reading the sign in the window. “I always come here on Wednesdays.

” He glanced towards the door then back to me. "Thul? Heh. Well, we just thought you were following us. I guess not. Enjoy your Slurpee.

” She grabbed her handle. "wait. You're not going in? "

"No." You going home?

"Yes." Yeah." He opened the car door.

“Good, I never came here on Wednesday. I follow you, "mine. “I just want to see him again.

” He leaned his hips against the door and gave me a slow movement once. Yeah, it didn't happen. And with that he got into the car and they left. When did I pursue something? It's no use. I'm done already. I don't need to find him to forget.

Is over. I'm moving forward. A huge burden lifted off my shoulders with that thought. One Bradley fell, another.

CHAPTER 9

The exit message ended, followed by a loud beep. I took a breath and said, "Hey, Bradley, it's me. Call me back if you have a minute. ” I won't tell him via voicemail that I don't regret our breakup.

I pressed End and threw the phone into the passenger seat. When I stopped at my house, Claire's car sat in front and she sat in it, waiting for me.

"Hey," I said as we both got out of our car.

He raised the cup. “Slow a few days, but here it is.”

I joined him. "What's that?"

"A milk shake."

I smiled and hugged her, lasting for too long for a few seconds before pulling away. "You're the best. Let's go inside."

“I can't, I'll surf. Wanna come?"

I laugh. “Are you going to ask that every time you go? As if you want to hear me say no. "

She smiles. “I just feel you missed one of the true joys in life.”

"Whatis that? Extremely cold water, extremely salty hair, and sand that washes away for days? ”

“Well, if you say it like that, it sounds bad.”

"Component."

He patted my arm. "That's fun. Quiet." Calm."

“You know what is also fun and peaceful? Drink beverage. " I took a sip.

"That's right. Or eat brownies. ”

“Or pedicure.”

“Naps.”

"Music."

"Friends" we said together and laughed.

Usually a man, I thought. Not much lately.

“We are the same person,” he said. “Yeah, except about that surfing.”

"Yes, come on, skip that so we don't have any gaps between us."

My smile turned a little forced as I thought of the only gap between us and who put it there.

“So, how was your makeup test yesterday?”

“Tes make-up?” I remember one late moment when he talked about the reason I used to live on campus and talked to Bec. “Yes, they are going well. . . . ”

"It doesn't sound like they do. Are you worried that you will fail? ”

"Well . . . What are you doing?"

“I have to talk to someone on campus.”

"WHO?"

“Name Bec. I just don't want the whole gang to come. He hangs out with the portable. "

With the stoners?

I'm sure they're not masons.

"Well, they're acting like—" Her phone rang and she stopped in the middle of the sentence to check it out. “They waited for me. Maybe I'd better go. ”

Who's waiting for you?

“Jules and Laney. Remember, I told you we were surfing. "

"I think you surf alone, peacefully."

She laughs. “No, they want to come this time.”

“Jules surfing?”

He shrugged his shoulders. He wants to learn.

It took everything in me not to run inside and wear a suit like I wanted right now. I won't change my mind just because the three of them will be there without me. And I'm not gonna rush to tell him about prom now either. I'll tell him if he has more time. "Have a good time."

As Claire got into her car, I yelled, "Thank you for this," and lifted my shake.

“May it bring peace to you,” he said with a smile, then left.

In the Government the next morning as I sat down, Bec immediately turned around in his chair. "Change plans. Pay time. "

“Uh. . .what?"

“You owe it to my brother and I'm here to take it.”

She wanted me to do something for her brother when I just banned him from my brain? I can't.

"You owe him." He took something out of his bag and slapped it on my desk. It was an envelope, its top end jagged.

"What's that?" I asked without lifting it.

It won't bite you.

And you didn't poison him?

"Open."

I took it and took out a page inside. Invitations, printed on gold-framed paper. “Did you invite me to your birthday party?”

You're just an ordinary comedian this morning, aren't you?

I read the invitation. You're invited to Eve Sanders' graduation party. Saturday, May 7 at 7 p.m. “Do I need to know who this is?”

My ex-brother.

My eyes were fixed on the address included in the invitation. Eve's just staying, like, twenty minutes away. Bec and her brother have moved from across town?

Bec continued, “I found her at the counter last night and then I heard her calling her to confirm that she was really going to go to that place. He invited. And he's gone. He tried to sink his claws into her again when he was the one who left her. He's terrible, Gia. Worse than you. "

"Thank you."

You just don't know anything. He was intentionally evil. "

“Is that supposed to make it better?”

The bell rings and Mrs. Rios stood in front of the class, her eyes narrowing towards me. Bec turned to face forward. My attention was drawn to the invitation that was still on my desk. When Mrs. Rios turned to write something on the board, I leaned forward. “So, I don't understand. What do you want me to do about this? ”