
"good. But we didn't see anything and I didn't really let him explain. "
“You will forgive him?” Claire asked, standing in front of me.
"No." It is almost impossible to convey two different things at the same time. I can't let my sister go back to Bradley with a cheating story, but I don't want Claire to think I'm going back with her after she "cheated" on me.
"Huh" said my sister. "I've never heard that side of the story."
"What do you hear?" I asked, unable to contain the curiosity about how Bradley told the story.
He just said you had a fight and he'll try to call you. He asked how you were doing. I'm telling you I haven't spoken to you in a long time, but according to Twitter you've spoken. . . um. . How do you say it? 'Casual' at home '? ”
“You actually said that to him?”
That's what you wrote on Twitter. You okay with the world reading it but not with Bradley? ”
“The world didn't read my Twitter,” murmured me.
“Do you want me to find out if he cheated on you? I have connections. " He said this in a voice like a mafia boss.
“No,” I said, but Claire said, “Ya” is right above me.
He looked between the two of us.
“No,” I said again. "Please, I don't need my brother to take care of my relationship."
He leaned against the table. “Gia, I hope you don't pretend everything's okay if a guy is cheating on you. You should be upset about that. "
"I. I mean, I'd be if he really did. "
Claire's mouth was open at this moment. Drew shook his head. "Claire, if you hadn't known this about my sister, everything in her world would have been perfect. Even if it's not. "
I almost forgot how Drew was. He likes to cause trouble. It seems he lives for it. He felt pain, manic pleasure from it.
“You've at least talked to the parents about this, right? Or someone? ” She looked at Claire with her last sentence.
“Claire was there that night. And yes, Mom and Dad know we broke up. ”
“And I'm sure you're really heart to heart about that. Dad told you some overused metaphors, Mom told you not to cause trouble, and you smiled as if they were the best parents in the world. ”
"Stop." I wanted to hang out with my brother, but the only thing he wanted to do was make me feel bad about myself.
"Or what?" He smiled at me.
“Do not. Please."
He raised his hand. Okay, I'm gonna stay away from that.
"Thank you."
He put his plate in the sink. “Should wash clothes. We'll catch up with him later. "
As she left, Claire said, "You're not really thinking about going back with Bradley, are you?"
"No?"
He shook his head. It doesn't sound like a belief. Don't let her beautiful blue eyes and perfect smile make you forget what she did. ”
CHAPTER 10
I'm so nervous. What should I wear to a graduation party when I play as a fake boyfriend? I called Claire and Laney to help me pick out clothes, trying to keep up the routine before the date that I always do.
Carrying Coke Freeze, Claire walked into my room and sat on my desk chair. Laney took the bed next to the clothes I had arranged. "Is this the top choice so far?"
"Yes." Yeah." I picked up the first clothes, loose shorts and blouse, and went to the wardrobe to change clothes.
Where is Jules? Ask Claire.
He said he couldn't come. I'll tell Claire that I'm going to try, and even though I don't actually want her to come, I've called and invited Jules.
“I talked to him during the trip.”
"Oh great. Has he changed his mind? ”
He said he didn't invite her.
I came out of the closet half-dressed. “He said what? I called him and told him to come. How could it not invite him? ”
Claire sighed as if she did not know who to trust. “You must get used to each other or you will never be able to survive next year.”
I started to keep arguing about inviting him but then stopped. "Wait what?"
"Next year . . .college."
“Dia. . . ” I don't even want to finish that sentence.
“Yes, he's in UCLA. Didn't she tell you? "
He was too busy to kill me. "No, he didn't do it." I slipped back into the closet to put on my clothes. This is not good news. It makes my stomach burn. I tried to get rid of that feeling and walked out, holding my hand to the side. "Yes?"
"No," said Laney. “Too relaxed.” She gave me a yellow dress.
Claire said, "She said she'd tell you."
This is the first time I've heard it. But it was nice, "my words from inside the closet because I wasn't sure if my face would support my words. “Should be fun.” I really have to fix something, because there is no way I want to continue this drama in college. "Now I really hope you come along too, Laney."
"I knew. Don't remind me. Community colleges sound worse every day. "
“It's not too late to join us,” Claire said.
“Actually my grades were good for four years and thousands of dollars late for UCLA.”
“Who needs money and good grades when you have a community college?” Said Claire.
Exactly like I said for the last four years, Laney said. I could hear the embarrassment in his voice and I felt sad because the school had fought for him.
I pulled the dress over my head, straightened it, then joined them in my room. “You'll have fun, Laney. And we're only three hours away. We'll see each other all the time. "
He folded the clothes I had tried and tidied the shirt over and over again. "You barely saw Bradley at all and he's your girlfriend."
"Persian. She's just my girlfriend. You have been my best friend for five years. It's gonna be very different. "