On Friday, all of the Castle Rock kids went to the mall and split into two groups, the guys and the girls.

"Chris is an idiot," Andie grumbled once they were out of earshot.

Abby sighed. "Now what happened?"

Andie continued to grumble, and was about to launch into a huge spiel, but got interrupted.

Delia cut in, "Andie, get a psychiatrist to listen to your problems so we don't have to."

"Excuse me for talking while you're interrupting, Delia," she snapped.

"You're bad mouthing the guy you broke Teddy's heart over," she said calmly. "Make up your mind."

"You broke Teddy?" Libby shrilled.

Rolling her eyes, Tabitha sighed, "Here we go again. Will you people ever learn not to mention Teddy around her?"

"Yeah, what is it with you and him? If we mention Teddy's name, you're all 'Huh? Where's Teddy?'" Andie said.

Abby joined in, "Yeah, I was like, 'I helped my uncle rake the leaves' and you're like 'What about Teddy in leaves?'" She gave her a funny look. "Teddy is icky. You're not allowed to like him."

Libby shrugged. "Leave me be. I'm interested, I'm not getting married."

"Maybe Teddy needs someone," Andie murmured thoughtfully. "I mean, he's kinda having a rough time. He might need someone to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. He is pretty lonely."

"Hey, I'm not going to be his nanny and keep him out of trouble," Libby said sharply. "You're making assumptions, YOU DAMN IDIOTS." A man looked at her strangely and she smiled innocently. "Damn idiots," she said, pointing to her friends.

At the game, Abby said of the cheerleaders, "They're all fat. Their pyramid looks like one giant oddly shaped marshmallow."

"Very kind, Abby," Gordie said.

The cheerleaders were busy trying to cheer go team but they spelled go meat. Delia snickered. "I see their spelling has improved."

Libby wondered, "Why do they keep stopping? They run, a ball flies, someone catches it, they go crunch and boom and stuff and then they stop and do it all over again."

Chris said, "We're playing football here, Libby, not hopscotch."

Skeptically, she looked up at him. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I don't know," he said. "That's the beauty of football."

"You should be on medication."

"Yeah, well, you're about an inch shorter every time I see you."

"Stop talking, Chris," she sighed. "My head is spinning enough as it is."

"Was it that damn hot dog?"

"I think so. I think it was an evil hotdog with evil motives and I'm not feeling so hot."

"That damn hot dog." He shuddered violently and then grinned. "Ooh, I think I've had a few too many Jolly Ranchers."

Tabitha was bouncing.

"Tabitha?" Andie asked. "You okay?"

"Hello no." She cracked up. "I didn't MEAN to say HELLO NO, but that's what I said anyway. Hell no. I've had a lot of sugar, you see."

"Your sister is insane," Teddy whispered in Libby's ear.

"No kidding." She smiled up at him. "I'm adopted. That's what I tell myself anyway."

"Are you having fun?" he asked.

"Yep." She shivered. "Kinda chilly though."

Teddy brought his arms around her waist from behind and put his hands in the pockets of her coat to keep both of them warm.

"Um, excuse me, Princess, that's my ass!" Tabitha barked at Delia. "Oh, sorry. I touched myself."

Delia shook her head. "I could be at home right now…What is wrong with you people?"

Vern spoke up, "I haven't said a word so screw off, Delia."

"Oh, we are losing miserably," Andie sighed.

And they lost miserably. Out in the parking lot, everyone milled around, making fun of the embarrassed looking football players. Abby was making fun of the cheerleaders.

"Duchamp!" a tall guy with slicked back hair yelled. "See you tonight?"

"Yeah, probably," Teddy shouted back. "Libby, are you coming with me?"

"Uhh…Tabitha, what are you doing?" she asked.

"Going to rehab for my sugar addiction."

"No, before that."

"I'm going with Andie."

"Ah. Okay then." She glanced up at Teddy.

He said, "We could just stop and say hi to Ben and then go to Andie's."

"Lead the way."