I am woken up by yelling, early on Sunday morning.
Emma is standing by Teagan’s bed. Teagan looks like she was just as rudely awoken as me.
“What’s wrong with you?” Teagan asks, looking at the clock. “It’s seven on Sunday morning.”
“Why are you tired?” Emma asks, putting her hands on her hips. “Maybe because you stayed out late, without asking me to come?”
“Emma, it was just Phoenix and Estaine with Jason and me. It was a couples’ thing,” Teagan says.
Couple?
Since when is she calling Estaine and me a couple?
“I could’ve brought Bryce,” she says, still sounding hurt.
“No offense, Emma, but I didn’t want to listen to you and Bryce fighting all night. I just wanted to make out with Jason and Phoenix wanted to do whatever she did with Estaine,” Teagan says.
“We don’t always fight,” Emma says.
“Uh, yeah, you do,” I say.
Emma glares at me, her eyes narrowed.
Teagan nods. “She’s right. You do.”
“I know,” she says, letting out a sigh. “I’m so pathetic. I know I am. But I love him.”
“I’ve heard it all,” Teagan says. “So many times, that I have your speeches memorized. Let’s just... not talk about that loser. Let’s have a girls’ day.”
“Really?” Emma asks.
“Absolutely.” Teagan looks at me. “You in?”
“I would say yes, but I haven’t done laundry since I got here,” I say. “I’m running out of clothes.”
“I’ve got laundry to do, too,” Emma says.
“Me, too,” Teagan says. “So laundry, junk food and boy talk it is.”
“I’m not talking about Bryce today,” Emma says.
“Oh, I know. But I need to hear about what happened with Estaine and Phoenix last night,” Teagan says, smiling at me. “You better have kissed the boy.”
She’s going to be disappointed.
8am.
Laundry and relationship drama.
An hour later, we all have our clothes in the washers, coffee in hand, and are relaxed in the comfy chairs in the laundry room.
“Wait, so you went on a date with Brooks yesterday and a date with Estaine last night?” Emma asks, her mouth hanging open. “You are pretty much a legend. You got the two hottest guys around here. Not only the hottest, but those two boys are impossible to date. They never show interest in any girl.”
“Maybe they both think pathetic girls are cute,” I say.
“You’re not pathetic,” Teagan says, rolling her eyes, then looks at Emma. “Oh, my gosh. You have got to see her and Estaine together. They are so adorable.”
“By the way, last night was not a date,” I say, remembering that Emma said I had two dates yesterday. “Estaine and I were just hanging out.”
“You two looked awfully cozy when Jason and I found you guys on the dock,” Teagan says, then says to Emma, “He had his arm around her and she had her head on his shoulder. It was so adorable.”
“Aw,” Emma says. “I’m not surprised that Estaine is interested in you. All the boys in the school are. Except Bryce. I kind of get the feeling he doesn’t like you.”
I laugh. “Oh, Bryce doesn’t like me. He found out that I’m a hacker. I was telling Estaine and Jason the other day how I hacked into this girl’s cell records, for her boyfriend, and he found out that she was cheating on him. After that, he’s kind of stayed away from me. Actually, that was the day he encouraged you to join the dance team.”
Emma gasps. “Do you think he’s cheating on me?”
“Yes,” Teagan and I say in unison.
“It wouldn’t be the first time,” Teagan says. “Or the fifth.”
“Should I dump him?” Emma asks.
“Yes!” Teagan and I once again say together.
“I really should, shouldn’t I,” Emma says, smiling. “I’m going to do it. Right now.”
She pulls out her phone.
Ouch.
Break up via text.
Normally, I would stop her and tell her to go to his dorm. But Bryce doesn’t deserve to be dumped to his face. He deserves to be dumped via text message.
While she is texting him, I pull out my own phone to see if I have any messages. I almost expect to have one from Brooks, but maybe he’s still asleep. I’m surprised to see that Estaine texted me. We were out late last night. I’d probably still be asleep if it wasn’t for Emma.
ESTAINE: Hey.
Hey?
Just hey?
ME: Hi. I’m doing laundry. Also, Emma is texting Bryce a break-up text. Expect lots of drama today ;)
ESTAINE: I’m doing laundry, too. And maybe we should just skip the lunchroom and order pizza.
ME: YES, PLEASE.
ESTAINE: Haha, okay. Come to my dorm later.
ME: Okay. See you later!
My phone vibrates in my hand, this time with a text from Brooks.
BROOKS: Hello extremely beautiful girl with whom I had an epic first date.
I smile at his text.
But then, I think about what Estaine said yesterday about Brooks. About how he was a really crappy boyfriend to River.
Do I care?