| I skipped into the kitchen and fell into a chair. �Isn�t it a great day?� Ryan pulled his head out of the fridge. Something he doesn�t do very often. �What�d you do last night? Get screwed?� I rolled my eyes. �Ryan, Ryan. Don�t talk like that. I�m just having a good day, that�s all.� I sighed and smiled at the sunflower that was in the vase as a centerpiece for the breakfast table. Ryan went back into the fridge. �Who are you, and what have you done with Stacey?� I stood up and squeezed my baby brother from behind. He squirmed away and I spun around the kitchen almost slamming into the island in the middle. �Stace,� Ryan�s muffled voice mumbled, �Or whatever you are, my sister does not have good days like this.� I stuck my head into the fridge next to his and grinned. Ryan got even more scared. �Why ever would I not have good days like this?� Ryan squeezed out and backed away. �Because you�re spunky and cynical and feisty and scary and you have an attitude and a look on your face that says �Get the hell out of my way� and �Ms. Thang Diva� stamped on your forehead.� I rolled my eyes and quickly gave him a kiss on the cheek. �See yah, baby bro. I�ll be back soon.� I opened the front door and heard Ryan�s fading voice ask, �Are you going to commit suicide? Cuz if you are just tell me. I�ll call 911.� I skipped down the driveway and all that happened last night flashed through my head. What does this mean now? I slowed down and calmed down. I lightly touched my lips that Justin had kissed the night before. God, what a night. What is he doing to me? Why is he doing this? Even though he just lives next door it took me awhile to get to their driveway. Three cars were parked there. Justin�s Mercedes, JCs jeep, and a red Camero. Both Lynn and Paul don�t drive Cameros so I figured Chris finally spent his money on a car. I went up to the front door and rang the doorbell. I have no clue why I�m here. I think I just need to clear things up. The door opened and a tall blonde girl in just a robe answered. But that�s Justin�s robe. Danielle, Chris�s girlfriend, I guess. I think Chris has the same robe, too. I haven�t met Danielle before, though. �Yes?� she asked. Very snotty. That�s weird. JC said she was the sweetest thing. �Uh, hi. I�m Stacey.� I said. I�ve met Nicole, JC�s girlfriend, and we�re pretty tight. And this is not Nicole. �You must be Danielle. Chris talks about you all the time.� �Um, not exactly. I�m Meredith.� She loosened up and laughed slightly. �I�ll just get one of the guys. I kind of just woke up.� Justin peeked his head out from Meredith. �Stacey? What are you doing here?� Oh God. I�m such an idiot. How could I be so stupid? Justin hasn�t changed at all. �Nothing Justin. Never mind.� I stomped off. �Wait, Stacey!� Justin called. �It�s not what you think!� I know exactly what I think. I�m always right. I suddenly got extremely mad at Justin again. A shirtless Justin ran after me down the sidewalk and spun me around. �Wait.� I backed away. �Get away from me Justin. I told you once. I don�t want to tell you again. Get the hell away from me.� �Stace, I-� �Justin, go away. Meredith, if you forgot what your slutty whore�s name is, is waiting to be fucked again. Go screw her and leave me alone.� I turned around to leave. �Please, Stacey. Please let me explain,� he begged. I glared at him. �Justin, what the hell is there to explain? All you can possibly say is that Melissa, or whatever the hell her name is, was with one of the other guys. But why the hell would they do a thing like that to their girlfriends? Unless they�ve been watching �Mr. Pimp-daddy� over here screwing a different girl every night. You�re lucky, Justy, you got two girls tonight.� �Stacey.� I stormed off and he didn�t follow me. Justin�s always been the same. He�s such a player. Nothing will ever change that. Not even his best friend. |