Amelia thought Edward Cullen was probably interested in me. "You remember Spencer? That weird guy who followed you around in middle school for like two weeks?"
I did. He had been horrifically awkward, the sort of intrusive cryptid that 12-year-old girls hate. We called him Ninja because he would hang out under trees waiting for me to come by, slipping out of the shadows like a weird knock-off vampire. He obviously thought he was the main character.
"Yeah?"
"Well, Edward might be a Spencer."
I threw my head back and groaned. "No. Don't even put that on me. Unfair."
"Just tell him you don't date men," Amelia said.
"I don't date anybody," I said. "Plus, they have four churches here."
"Isn't it like 10 people and a bunch of sheep?" Amelia asked.
"It's too small for 4 churches. And we have some goats."
"I am sure."
Amelia told me she had to go because Mama Sandy wanted her to set the table. I moaned a bit and then said to call me when dinner was done. She said it was Family Movie night.
"Fine, be like that," I said. "Love ya bestie."
"Love ya."
Amelia hung up.