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~Chapter 13~
"Mm?" I answered, still staring intently at my magazine.
"What. Did. You. Do?" His tome was murderous. Goodie. We finally agreed on something. We both wanted me dead.
"And you're the smart one? Figure it out." Cold. Very cold. Excellent.
"You fight dirty," he growled. I swear. Gordo. Growling. Wow, was he mad. Pretty scary really.
Toon Lizzie: I don't fight dirty – I fight like a girl.
"Whatever." I waved an impatient hand.
"Whatever?!" he repeated incredulously.
"Look." Now I really was impatient. I slapped my magazine down on my lap "I don't know why you're so extremely angry all of the sudden, but it's really getting old. So just chill."
"Chill?" Angry red sparks were flickering behind his eyes. Ohhh…I was gonna get it. "Chill?! I think you're doing enough "chilling" for the both of us, acting as though nothing happened. Well, news flash, but something did happen. You kissed me. How am I supposed to react to that?! And how do I know why you did it if you won't even talk to me about it?!"
"I tried to," I interrupted. "But you just went, 'No. No, I don't. I do not want to talk.'"
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It was an exact imitation of my previous statement. (Except my voice it an octave or so lower.) Later I would remember it accompanied by a cold stab of guilt at my heart, but for now I was far to incensed to feel anything except pure fury.
"Well…well…" I sputtered. I had nothing intelligent to say to that. As one who was usually very good with words, I realized it must have been that I was so angry that I couldn't put together any coherent things to say. She had me. And I was the smart one!
"Just leave me alone, will you? Just – just – stewardess?" I punched at the "stewardess" button angrily. Three times.
"Yes?" Cheery, cheery, cheery.
"Could you please get me a blanket and some pillows?" And wipe that ridiculous smile off your face, while you're at it.
"Sure thing! She trilled. As soon as she had gotten me the bedding and left, I hung the blanket up between Lizzie and me, dividing us.
"There," I said, triumphantly, meanly.
"Ooh, oh no," Lizzie mocked, sarcasm dripping off her words. "Whatever shall I do? Not able to see your face for the next 6 hours? How ever will I survive?"
I ignored this and curled up in my seat. Uncomfortable, yes. But whatever.
A Note: Yes, I know, they're acting terrible towards each other. Please forgive me! It'll get better! They won't be, like, pissed at each other forever! Keep reading and reviewing please!! Next chapter coming up soon! Oh, and sorry for not updating for about a week. Our computer got a virus and we had to pay $250 to get it fixed. But it's working now! And I have the whole rest of the weekend to work on this fic! I hope you all like it! R&R!