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"You’ll be really bored. I have one last paper to write for my final week of high school, and you’ll just get mad and leave if I don’t concentrate on you."

He promises he won’t do that, and follows me up to my room anyways. I grab my laptop and sit on the floor in front of my couch. Curtis sits behind me and massages my shoulders for me.

My paper was just a book report, so I was thinking about how my book was playing out similar to my life. The girl was in love with her best friend and another very suitable boy. She was, of course, torn between the two. Okay, it’s not exactly my life, but I do have more than one suitor in my life. Even if one of them is cheating on me with a girlfriend he told me never existed. I vividly remember him telling me that I was the first and only girl he was ever interested in. With the "connection" he has with me and all. Who even knows anymore! I’m so fed up with my relationships. Maybe I should just boycott boys for awhile. Maybe I’ll try some men in college.

Yet, as I say that, I lean into the amazing boy hands that are sending goose bumps up and down my arms and neck. Sometimes I wish I had a fairy that took care of all my boy problems for me! I must have been spacing out, because I am suddenly aware of a large hand waving in front of my face. I grab his hand and look back to see what he wants.

"Are you okay?" He asks, with a grin on his face.

"Why wouldn’t I be?" I snap. I surprised myself with my tone.

He puts his hands up in the surrendering position, and raises his eyes at me. I instantly fell bad and get up to kiss his cheek. It’s not his fault that I can’t keep my life in order. But he is a main reason!

"I’m fine. Just lots of things going through my mind. Sorry for snapping." I kiss his careful lips and he’s suddenly back to his normal fast paced self.

"The old Curtis has returned." I grinned as he broke away to kiss the rest of my face.

"Is that good or bad?" He kissed my neck a few times.

"Well, I’m not complaining. . ."

We both laughed and I saved my paper to print off later. I pushed away my homework and returned to his lap where I let old habits fall into place for about fifteen minutes. It was almost a relief when my mom called us down to dinner. I fake sadness when I pull him up off the couch and begin the descent of the staircase.

When we walk into the kitchen, my mom fakes a surprised face. I knew Zagger told her who was in my room with me, and she shoots me a look that tells me we’re going to talk later. My dad shakes his head and mutters under his breath. Zagger and Zane laugh and Curtis’s face goes slightly red.

Emerging from the fridge with a bowl of Jell-O is the last person I wanted to see right now. Even if he did give me the butterflies.

"Thank you, Mason. Let that on the table." MY mom says as she scrambles around him, putting the last touches on the food.

My dad pushes me into a chair so that I’m sandwiched between him and Mason. Curtis sits across from me, next to Zagger, and I can already tell that this is going to be a very awkward dinner. Unless I put a stop to it. . .

As food is passed around, I catch Zagger’s eye. "Who invited him?" I mouthed to him. He mouthed back that Mason had invited himself. I sighed and wanted to sink under the table and never emerge again.

"So how was your day?" MY mom asked, attempting to break the silence.

Everyone mumbled a response, but Mason’s was the one that stood out from the rest.

"I called my ex girlfriend up today and told her I wasn’t going to see her again."

"Wow. . . That’s interesting." My mom says.

"Yep. Then I tracked down my girlfriend to find her in someone else’s arms, and was rejected her forgiveness. I’m pretty heartbroken now." he sighed and I rolled my eyes. Everyone is staring at me.

"I found out that my boyfriend lied to me about being his first girlfriend. He was cheating on me over the weekend, and he told me he was protecting me as the excuse for playing tonsil hockey with some other girl. Who is more heart broken?"

Zagger, Zane, Curtis, and my dad said my name at the same time. I flashed a smug smile in Mason’s way before getting up and leaving the table. I grab my purse and keys off the table by the front door and drive around for about five minutes before I find myself parked in front of Alex’s house.

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