A/N: Thanks to Kristin and Pargoletta for reviewing! Still trying to add more details!! (I'm not very good at them… I usually write scripts so I don't have to put details in, and this is the first 'book' that I'm actually going to finish!)
Capulet- James Crupnick, Justine's dad
OC-Katie Crupnick, 15, freshman, Justine's younger sister
OC- Becca Lambert, Senior
Chapter Three
A week later, I called Brian to give him another chance.
"Hello?" He said answering his cell phone.
"Hi Brian. It's Justine," I announced. "I was wondering if you wanted to grab a bite to eat somewhere."
"Tonight?" He asked.
"Well, that's what I was thinking." I flopped down, on my stomach, on my bed- covered with a horse quilt that my grandmother made- and put the phone back up to my ear.
"Um…" he said pausing. "I'm kind of busy tonight."
"Oh. Okay. What about Monday?" I asked walking across my off-white carpeted floor to look at the horse calendar on the wall above my desk.
"Sure, that sounds good. I'll pick you up at seven, okay?"
I agreed. After hanging up, I sat down on my bed, smiled, and tucked a piece of my brown, shoulder-length hair, behind my ear.
At nine-o'clock, my cell phone rang. "Hey Natalie!" I exclaimed to my best friend. Guess what?"
"What?" She asked with interest.
"Brian and I are getting back together!"
"You're sure?" She asked hesitantly.
"Positive," I told her smiling. "We're going out to dinner Monday night."
"Well, I hate to burst your bubble and everything, but Mark and I are at the movies and you'll never guess who's here."
"Who?"
"On second thought, maybe I shouldn't tell you," Natalie said slowly.
"Just tell me," I pleaded standing up and walking over to my desk.
"Fine," my BFF replied sighing. "Brian's here with Rebecca Lambert."
"Yeah right!" I said hanging up.
He can't be out with Becca! We're going out on Monday! I thought taking out my homework.
"Knock, knock," Martha said opening my door.
"Hey mom. How was work?"
"Okay," she replied. "Can you help me make dinner?"
"Can't Sam or Greg help you?" I said. "I have to homework to do."
"They're out tonight."
"What about Katie?" I asked. "Can't she help make dinner?"
"She's out too."
"With who? She's only 15."
"A group of friends. So, will you help me make dinner?"
I sighed. "It depends on how much homework I get done before seven-thirty," I said looking at my alarm clock on my dresser.
"Okay. Thanks sweetie," Martha said leaving.
What a wonderful way to spend my Friday night! Okay, it's almost six. I guess I'll do my trig homework.
I opened my textbook, got a pencil, my calculator, and my notebook out, and then sat down at my desk.
After I completed my trigonometry homework, I looked at the clock. Seven-fifteen. Good, fifteen minutes to check my email, I though taking out my laptop.
"You have three new messages," the computer told me. I opened the first one from Ben. It said that he was having another party Friday night. "That's tonight!" I yelled throwing open my bedroom door.
After running down the stairs, I almost crashed into my dad, James Crupnick in the living room.
"Whoa. Slow down hon."
"Sorry Dad," I said hurrying into the kitchen. "Mom, can I go to a party tonight?"
"Where?"
"At Ben's. I went to his house like, a week ago for a party," I asked walking across the linoleum flooring to where she was standing at the stainless-steel sink.
"Sure. Do you need a ride?"
"Um… Let me call Ryan and see if he can give me one," I told her, already looking for Ryan in my contacts.
After his phone rang a few times, Ryan picked up.
"Hi Ryan," I greeted. "I was wondering if you could five me a ride to Ben's."
"Uh, sure?."
"What?" I asked. "You sound confused."
"It's just I would have thought Brian would be bringing you."
"He would have, except he's busy." Or something.
"Yeah. Sure. I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Great, thanks!" I replied closing my phone.
(A/N: How am I doing? Do you still like it? I know, it is going kinda slow, but it will get faster- I promise! For all those out there wondering, I don't live in Connecticut- I live in Vermont. Please enjoy and review!)
