Mandy POV
Can I say something? Being in love sucks. You know what sucks worse? Being in love with your best friend. Okay, maybe it wasn't at first. Maybe I hated him at first, only hanging out with him because he's a total pushover, but... somewhere along the line, something changed. Sometime between ten years ago and now I realized that what I had wasn't only a stupid friend who I only hung out with because I didn't have a choice. He did have a choice. He could have been friends with anyone, but he chose me. Why? I don't really know. Okay, he wasn't my only choice, but his other little friend who has a crush on me tries too hard.
"Mandy? Earth to Mandy!" Billy shouted at me. I turned off my CD player and looked at him.
"What?" I asked grumpily, acting aloof.
"Knock knock." he egged me on. Ugh, he drives me nuts. I took a deep breath.
"Who's there?" I didn't really care.
"Billy!" he broke out into a fit of laughter. This is why 49% of me isn't head over heels for him. Grim walked through the door, holding a bag of groceries.
"More of Billy's knock knock jokes?" he asked. I nodded, a pained look in my eyes. He sat down with a tangerine and began peeling at its skin. "So, Mandy, have you thought about what you are doing for the talent show?" he asked.
"Acting like I care is a talent." I grumped, returning to my CD's. I only took them off again when Grim asked me what I was looking at. Believe me, watching a person with no lips eat is more gross than watching Billy pick his nose. I had evolved from a moody kid to a rebellious teenager. Pretending to care, I asked Billy what he was doing for the talent show.
"I'm starting a band." Billy answered.
"Who would join your band?" I snorted.
"You." he retorted, and my stomach dropped.