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CHAPTER TEN
"i'm cold," Addison whined, whipping her long, dark brown hair from her face.
she tucked her balled up fists inside the long sleeves of her light green sweatshirt. I sighed, taking in a deep breath of the cool, smoke filled air that surrounded us.
Addison kicked a twig from the maple tree above us into the small fire in front of us. flames danced across the night sky, and i shivered, suddenly noticing the temperature. i scooted over on the bench where i was sitting, repositioning myself next to the marshmallows and hersheys chocolate bars that were placed on a glass table next to me. i unwrapped the bag of marshmallows, taking one out and putting it on the metal skewer i had picked up from the damp grass under our feet.
"s'mores anyone?" i asked, motioning towards the set up that i had placed next to me. "actually, i've gotta run," Mark said, checking the time on his phone, "i'm supposed to meet Cole and Jake at Cole's house in five," he explained, lifting his arm from it's reserved spot across Addison's shoulders and standing up.
"Jake?" i asked, confused. the same Jake who gave me his number a few days ago? "yeah, sure, he's on my baseball team. we're kind of friends now," Mark said. feeling the need to defend himself, he added "he's a really great guy, for your information," and with that, he left.
"thanks for hosting, Callie!" he called, as he stepped into his rusty, red jeep.
i gave him a thumbs up with my free hand, still roasting a marshmallow with the other one. "so, Mark and Jake, huh?" i asked Addison, handing her the bag of Jet Puffed's i had seen her eyeing. "did you know about that?"
"well, yeah.. but you make it sound like such a big deal," she said, gratefully taking the bag and assembling a s'more, with the marshmallow uncooked.
"um, have you ever made a s'more before?" i joked, swatting at a mosquito that was hovering over my head.
she just rolled her eyes and ignored me, my cue to continue with our previous conversation.
"and Mark and I may possibly be doing a little matchmaking for the two of you.." Addison said, winking at me.
"no, you haven't. have you?" i asked, hoping for her to apologize for such a cruel joke. but her expression stayed serious.
"Addison! how could you?!" i cried, possibly a little bit too dramatically.
"you know you want it.." she joked, shoving me.
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i was reminded of this the next day at school when Jake came and sat by Mark, Cole, Addison and I at lunch. "hey guys, hope i'm not intruding," he said, flashing a perfect smile, probably noticing my suddenly flat expression when he approached us. "nah bro, you're good," Cole said, assuming that he was speaking for all of us.
wrong.
i sat in silence during lunch, picking at my overcooked mac and cheese while the rest of the table talked about yesterday's football game and tomorrow's rumored pop quiz in science.
when it was finally time for dismissal to the next class, i discarded my tray and headed for my locker with no hesitation.
"hey, Callie, wait up!" a voice called from behind me.
oh god, Jake.
so i stop shoutouts & boom, no comments. this makes me worried.. i hope you guys liked this chapter better than the last few. is 20 faves too much to ask..? thanks for reading, love you all :D