he’ll ask her out. It’s kind of
pathetic, huh?” Quickly, Kate turned to Anastasia. “So, have you had any
luck with the Cedar Falls hotties?”
“Not at all,” Anastasia
lied. The truth was she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Frost. Every
day he would leave sweet notes in her locker to express his growing affection
for her. This had given Anastasia something to look forward to, making school a
much more pleasant experience.
“Odd,” Kate muttered in
a leading tone of voice. “Anyway, did you guys hear about the fiasco at Dale’s
Diner a few days ago? Supposedly, Frost totally lost it for no apparent reason
and began destroying the place.”
“That’s not what
happened,” Anastasia corrected Kate, deeply annoyed that yet another false
rumor was being spread. It was a perfect example of how easily a situation
could be misconstrued, and she was getting more than a little sick of this
reoccurrence.
“How would you know?”
Kate pried, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“We were getting
breakfast there and saw the whole thing,” Chloe intervened. “Honestly, it
wasn’t a big deal.”
Kate said nothing else
about the matter, but from the way she studied Anastasia, it was obvious that
her curiosity had been piqued. She stood a little taller and with her hands on
her hips, as if trying to put Anastasia in her place. Instinctively, Anastasia
straightened her posture and looked right back at her. It was definitely a
passive-aggressive staring contest, even though Anastasia had no idea what had
prompted it.
The doorbell rang
again, breaking the silence. Reluctantly, Kate shifted from her self-dignified
pose to answer the door. On the other side stood Marissa, who had a friendly
smile on her face and a large box of pizza in her hands.
“Let’s get this party
started,” Marissa said excitedly as she stepped inside.
Unintentionally,
Anastasia raised her eyebrows, hardly considering their small gathering to be a
party. If these girls could see some of the parties she’d been to in Toronto,
they’d be shocked. Not that she wanted to relive those nights. In fact,
Anastasia was more than happy with a quiet, uneventful sleepover.
For the next hour, the
girls sat in Kate’s luxurious living room, while chatting, eating pizza and
enjoying the upbeat music coming from the super expensive sound system.
Anastasia was having a great time catching up with Chloe and getting to know
Marissa. Chloe had so many funny stories to share, and Marissa’s sweet and
charming personality made it impossible not to like her. Unfortunately, Kate
was being more unfriendly than ever; she’d hardly said anything since Marissa
arrived, but no one seemed to notice far less care. Against her will, Anastasia
felt bad for Kate, sensing that she was being used for her money and
popularity.
“So, how about a round
of never have I ever , girls?” Marissa asked with a mischievous smile,
interrupting Anastasia’s thoughts.
“Never have I ever?”
Anastasia repeated, while furrowing her brow.
“Don’t make that
expression, honey,” Kate advised in a condescending manner. “You’ll get
premature wrinkles.” She paused slightly before adding, “Never have I ever is a
game. You say you’ve never done something even though it’s a lie.”
“I’ll go first,”
Marissa said eagerly. “Never have I ever been asked out by a hot pizza boy!”
“That’s great!”
Anastasia said, sincerely happy for her new friend. “What’s his name?”
“Mitch,” Marissa
replied with a wide smile. “While I was waiting for the pizza, we started to
talk and that’s when he asked me to go to a movie tomorrow night.”
“Great!” Kate said
mockingly. “Now you two can get matching initial accessories!”
“What are you talking
about?” Marissa demanded, obviously hurt.
“You can do so much
better than some pizza boy.”
“You don’t even know
him!”
“Let’s keep it that
way,” Kate snapped.
Any sympathy
pathetic, huh?” Quickly, Kate turned to Anastasia. “So, have you had any
luck with the Cedar Falls hotties?”
“Not at all,” Anastasia
lied. The truth was she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about Frost. Every
day he would leave sweet notes in her locker to express his growing affection
for her. This had given Anastasia something to look forward to, making school a
much more pleasant experience.
“Odd,” Kate muttered in
a leading tone of voice. “Anyway, did you guys hear about the fiasco at Dale’s
Diner a few days ago? Supposedly, Frost totally lost it for no apparent reason
and began destroying the place.”
“That’s not what
happened,” Anastasia corrected Kate, deeply annoyed that yet another false
rumor was being spread. It was a perfect example of how easily a situation
could be misconstrued, and she was getting more than a little sick of this
reoccurrence.
“How would you know?”
Kate pried, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“We were getting
breakfast there and saw the whole thing,” Chloe intervened. “Honestly, it
wasn’t a big deal.”
Kate said nothing else
about the matter, but from the way she studied Anastasia, it was obvious that
her curiosity had been piqued. She stood a little taller and with her hands on
her hips, as if trying to put Anastasia in her place. Instinctively, Anastasia
straightened her posture and looked right back at her. It was definitely a
passive-aggressive staring contest, even though Anastasia had no idea what had
prompted it.
The doorbell rang
again, breaking the silence. Reluctantly, Kate shifted from her self-dignified
pose to answer the door. On the other side stood Marissa, who had a friendly
smile on her face and a large box of pizza in her hands.
“Let’s get this party
started,” Marissa said excitedly as she stepped inside.
Unintentionally,
Anastasia raised her eyebrows, hardly considering their small gathering to be a
party. If these girls could see some of the parties she’d been to in Toronto,
they’d be shocked. Not that she wanted to relive those nights. In fact,
Anastasia was more than happy with a quiet, uneventful sleepover.
For the next hour, the
girls sat in Kate’s luxurious living room, while chatting, eating pizza and
enjoying the upbeat music coming from the super expensive sound system.
Anastasia was having a great time catching up with Chloe and getting to know
Marissa. Chloe had so many funny stories to share, and Marissa’s sweet and
charming personality made it impossible not to like her. Unfortunately, Kate
was being more unfriendly than ever; she’d hardly said anything since Marissa
arrived, but no one seemed to notice far less care. Against her will, Anastasia
felt bad for Kate, sensing that she was being used for her money and
popularity.
“So, how about a round
of never have I ever , girls?” Marissa asked with a mischievous smile,
interrupting Anastasia’s thoughts.
“Never have I ever?”
Anastasia repeated, while furrowing her brow.
“Don’t make that
expression, honey,” Kate advised in a condescending manner. “You’ll get
premature wrinkles.” She paused slightly before adding, “Never have I ever is a
game. You say you’ve never done something even though it’s a lie.”
“I’ll go first,”
Marissa said eagerly. “Never have I ever been asked out by a hot pizza boy!”
“That’s great!”
Anastasia said, sincerely happy for her new friend. “What’s his name?”
“Mitch,” Marissa
replied with a wide smile. “While I was waiting for the pizza, we started to
talk and that’s when he asked me to go to a movie tomorrow night.”
“Great!” Kate said
mockingly. “Now you two can get matching initial accessories!”
“What are you talking
about?” Marissa demanded, obviously hurt.
“You can do so much
better than some pizza boy.”
“You don’t even know
him!”
“Let’s keep it that
way,” Kate snapped.
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