Part 2: Pete
"Hi-ya! Hiyo! Whoosa! Wha-"
"Pete? What are you doing?"
Pete Lattimer stopped in the midst of one of his 'karate' moves. "Claudia? Do you ever knock?
"Your doors open!"
"What do you want?"
"Can we talk for a minute?"
"Sure, sure." Pete moved forward and tugged her into his room, closing the door behind her. "Sit!" He pushed her down into his blue beanbag chair. "So, what's up?"
"Um, I was wondering if you'd give me guy advice." Claudia muttered.
Pete looked at her suspiciously. "Why didn't you go to Myka? Hm?"
"I did!"
"And Leena?"
"I did!"
"Claudia... I don't like being a third choice." Pete sighed dramatically. "But I suppose I'll help you. What's up?"
"Todd broke up with me and-"
"Wait, Todd? The young lad with the glasses?"
"Yes."
Pete snorted. "Claud, you can do so much better than him. Try someone without glasses."
"But I-"
"Nope Claud. Glass-Less. Maybe go for the more nerdy type, like you." Pete studied her. "That tech guy who messed up the warehouse-"
"It wasn't Doug's fault!"
"-would have been good for you. If he got contacts, of course." Pete finished. Claudia blushed.
"Wait... You called him Doug." He eyed her suspiciously again. "He told us to call him Fargo."
Claudia shrugged. "I guess you kinda get on first name terms with guys after you kiss them."
Pete gasped. "You kissed him? Why didn't you tell me this first?"
"I told him I liked Todd after we finished."
Pete gasped again. "Finished what, exactly?"
"Kissing!"
"Good." Pete sighed. "No. Not good!" Pete shoved his hands in his pockets, and produced his phone. "Call him."
"What?"
"Call Doug. Tell him that you're sorry, that you broke up with Todd, and you enjoyed kissing him."
"Pete, I can't."
"You better, or I will." Pete put on a very high, girly voice.
"Oh Doug," He shrilled. "I just loved kissing you. I wish that we could do it again and again and again!"
Claudia jumped up while he was still talking. She shut the door behind her. "Artie." She mumbled, heading down the stairs.