party and for saying no the last few times she wanted to go for coffee. âIâm over it, Iris. I know how obsessed you get when youâre writing a paper for English. It totally sucked that you missed my party, but hey, your mom had food poisoning. Itâs not like you couldâve abandoned her. Not when it was coming out both ends,â Katie said.
âIt was pretty gross.â
Iâm getting better at lying. Probably because Iâm getting so much practice. But I still donât enjoy it. Mostly because Iâm worried Iâll screw up and let the truth slip out. I donât worry about that happening when Iâm onstage. Onstage, lyingâs allowed.
I see the white headlights of a metro car coming down the tunnel. The car pulls up, the silver doors slide open, and Katie and I grab facing seats.
âCan you imagine ever being so depressed youâd jump in front of a metro?â Katie can be kind of morbid sometimesâand loud too. âJust like that. Splat.â She smacks her thigh to demonstrate.
âI canât imagine. I think the people who do it must have serious mental problems. Theyâre not just regular depressed.â
âI guess itâd be over quickly,â Katie says. âThatâs probably the appeal.â
âYeah, but think of all the people youâd traumatize. The ones who saw your splattered remains.â When Iâm with Katie, I get a little morbid too.
âEven worse,â Katie says, shaking her head, âthink of all the people whoâd be late for their appointments downtown, all because of your splattered remains.â
I shouldnât laugh. Itâs a bad joke. But it is funny, so I do. Katie bumps her knee against mine. For a minute, it feels like nothingâs changed between us. I bump knees back.
âI miss you, Iris,â Katie says out of nowhere.
Iâm afraid to look at her when she says that. Afraid sheâll know Iâve been keeping something from her. âI miss you too,â I say to my clunky black boots.
âHas it ever occurred to you,â Katie asks, âthat maybe you study too much?â
âHas it ever occurred to you that maybe you study too little?â
Katie rolls her eyes. âNope, thatâs never occurred to me.â
She only brings up Facebook when weâre transferring at the Lionel-Groulx terminus. So much for my hoping she hasnât been online. âI saw you changed your status to In a relationship and then you changed it back to Single . Whatâs up with that? Donât tell me you gave Tommy another chance!â Katie has never had a very high opinion of Tommy. âI would so never give Antoine another chance.â
âThen how come you two are back on speaking terms?â
âThatâs different. We donât do much speaking.â
âKatie!â
It could be worse. Katie must not have seen what I wrote about feeling tuned in to âM.â
âI kind of did give Tommy another chance,â I tell her.
âI thought you hated him.â
âI never said I hated him. I just said I wasnât in love with him.â
âYou really need to come out dancing with me one of these nights,â Katie says. âItâd be good for you.â
How can I tell Katie that going clubbing with a bunch of silly underage teenage girls trying to act grown up is the last thing Iâm interested in? They go to clubs to meet guys, and Iâve already met the perfect guy. If anything, I feel sorry for Katie. What if she never meets anyone who makes her feel the way Mick makes me feel?
âYouâd have totally loved the after-hours club we went to Saturday. I didnât get home till ten in the morning.â
âYou mustâve been wrecked. Whatâd you tell your parents?â
Katie nudges me. âWhat do you think I told them?
That I slept over at your house.â
Thank God our moms donât
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