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Freddy frowned. "What, so you're not mad at me anymore?" Summer didn't say anything. "Hel-lo, earth to Tinkerbell!"

Summer glanced up at him. "What did you say?"

Freddy groaned. "I asked you if you were still mad at me!"

Summer looked back down at her phone. "No... no... It was an accident."

Freddy got annoyed. "What was an accident?"

"The movie."

"What movie?"

"You haven't seen the movie?"

"What movie?" Realizing she was acting just like Katie had to her, Summer quickly sent him the movie. Beep beep, beep beep. Freddy opened it, and she watched his mouth grow into a round O of shock. She smiled.

"That movie."

"What... When did you take this, Tink?" he asked. She wondered if he was mad, but he actually seemed quite pleased, playing the movie back. Hold on – she was on that movie, making one of the biggest mistakes of her life! She snatched the phone, pressing buttons frantically in an effort to find delete. Finally! Freddy grabbed the phone back off her, just a second too late.

"You... You deleted it!" he said, staring at her in horror. Summer smiled.

"What's up, Jones? Aw, was that going to keep you entertained all night?"

"No! I... I just figured it would be good for blackmail, that's all. 'Oh, Freddy, go do this, go do that,'" he said in a squeaky voice, that Summer suspected was meant to be her. "'Go do it now!'. 'No, Summer,'" he continued, in his normal voice now. "'Unless you want me to show everyone... this!' Hahaha, not even you can resist... The Fred-meister! C'mon, when are you going to admit you love the Fred-meister?"

"Maybe when you stop referring to yourself in the third person," she replied. Freddy's brow furrowed.

"Third... person?"

Summer rolled her eyes. "Forget it." She flopped down on the floor, wincing at the jolt the hard stone sent through her. It was very, very cold, and very solid... and painful. Freddy noticed.

"Are you ok, Tink?" he asked. Summer thought she heard concern in his voice for a moment, but convinced herself she must be mistaken. Freddy Jones, thinking about someone other than himself? Nope, not gonna happen.

"Yes. I'm just fine," she said with sarcasm, but Freddy didn't appear to realize that. He sat down, opposite her this time, right around the other side of the fire.

"Right. What do you want to do now?" he asked.

"No idea," she said shortly, but he didn't seem to realize she didn't want to talk.

"How about we play Truth or Dare?" he asked brightly.

"No way."

"Why not?"

"That is so... unoriginal! Every story I've ever read online involves the guy and girl at a party, they play truth or dare, they end up either a) saying they like each other, b) going off to kiss and figuring out they like each other, or c) both of the above."

Freddy stared at her.

"What?" Summer asked defensively.

"Nothing," said Freddy, "in fact, I kind of missed that whole speech," he added. "Short attention span. Shall we play Truth or Dare, then?"

Summer sighed. Why bother arguing? "Sure," she said. "Why not?"

"Ok," said Freddy, getting into a more comfortable position and leaning forward. "Truth or dare?"

Summer thought about it. "Dare," she said.

Freddy let out a little wail. "Tink! You know I suck at thinking up dares!" Summer smiled. He was right. She did know that.

"Quit moaning, Jones. Just dare me." Freddy appeared to be thinking, so Summer settled down. Thinking usually took Freddy Jones a long time. "Ok," he said finally, "I've got it."

"What is it?" Summer asked apprehensively.

"You've got to... kiss that tree!" Summer stared at him. That had to be the worst dare she'd ever heard.

"Jones. Get real."

"Ok, ok, I was kidding! No, your real dare is... um... " He thought some more. "Is to, uh, text Katie... No, ring Katie and say, um, that you think you've murdered me, and, uh, you don't know what to do with the body! Yeah, and, ask her if she'd provide an alibi for you!"

Summer had to smile. By Freddy's standards, that was actually pretty good. "Shall I put it on speaker phone so you can hear?" Freddy nodded. "Ok then." She quickly dialed Katie and put her on speaker phone. "Here we go," she whispered.

"Hi, Katie?"

"Hey, Sum, what's up? You sound worried."

"Katie, I am. I've done something bad, Katie, something really bad."

"C'mon, Sum, it can't be that bad. You're probably worried over nothing."

"I'm not, Katie, I swear! I... I'm scared, Katie, I'm going to go to jail!"

"Summer? Summer, what is it? Calm down, Summer." Freddy smiled. Summer obviously hadn't gotten all A's in Drama for nothing.

"I..." Her voice died to a whisper. "I... I think I've killed Freddy, Katie." Katie's gasp was audible even from where Freddy was standing.

"No!"

"Yeah! I don't know what to do! Will you cover for me, Katie?" Freddy had to give it to her, Katie only hesitated for a second before agreeing.

"Thanks. Thanks so much." The relief in Summer's voice was amazing, if Freddy hadn't known she was faking it, he would have been totally taken in.

"No problem, Sum. But... how did you, y'know, do it?" That was it. Freddy couldn't take it any longer. He grabbed the phone out of Summer's hand.

"Help... me..." he wheezed into the phone. "I'm...dy-ing..."

"Oh my gosh!" Katie screeched. Freddy burst out laughing.

"Got you, Posh! Where's Zack, anyway?"

"Wha-? How? Freddy? You're alive! It's a miracle! Thank the Lord! Wait – what do you mean, 'got you'? This wasn't a prank, was it? Oh, my gosh. It was, wasn't it. This was all some elaborate prank. Freddy David Jones! Put Summer on right now!" Summer took the phone.

"I'm really sorry Katie, only we were playing Truth or Dare, and it was either that or kiss a tree, and you know I'm allergic to trees, and – and Katie, are you laughing? I thought you were scarred for life!"

"I-I'm sorry, Sum," gasped Katie, "only I'm so impressed!"

Summer held the phone away from her ear to make sure she'd heard correctly. "I'm sorry, what did you just say?" she asked in disbelief.

"I'm impressed! Honestly, Sum, I never thought you'd have the guts to do something like that! I have to talk to you when you get back! Speaking of which, when are you getting back? I hope it's soon! You're so lucky it's the holidays, y'know."

"I know! I hope I get back soon! I hate being stuck here with him."

"Hey!" protested Freddy, but both girls ignored him.

"Why? What's up with that, anyway? I thought you kissed him?" Summer shuddered.

"Don't remind me," she replied, turning away from Freddy and missing the hurt look on his face. "It was a, what do you call it, freak accident? A once in a lifetime thing. Anyway, where's Zack?"

Katie giggled. Katie, the hard-rocking, never smiling, tomboy bassist of the awesome rock band School of Rock, actually giggled. "He's gone to get something, he won't tell me what it is," she explained. "Oh, wait, he's coming back now! I've got to go, Sum, I'll call you back, ok?"

"Ok," Summer said quietly, but she was interrupted by the dial tone. She shoved her phone back into her pocket and sighed. It seemed like Katie never had any time for her anymore. No, that wasn't true, it just felt like that. She was actually jealous, to tell the truth. Every time she saw Katie with Zack she felt so lonely. She wanted something like that. She looked back into the fire, and slowly became aware of Freddy's gaze on her.

"What is it, Jones?" she snapped.

"Your turn at Truth or Dare," he replied sadly.

"Whatever."

"Truth."

"Huh? Oh, fine. Hey!" She suddenly remembered something. "So, Jones," she said with an evil grin, "tell me about the badgers."

Freddy started to argue, but saw the look on Summer's face. "Well, it all started when I was five years old...

I walked into the funfair, holding tightly onto my dad's hand. It was my first time at a funfair, and I was hypnotised by all the brightly colored lights. My dad – "

"Eddie?" interrupted Summer.

"Yeah, Eddie. Whatever. Anyway, Eddie took me over to the merry-go-round, and I got on, yada yada, got attacked by badgers, the end. There, wasn't that good."

"You got attacked by badgers?" repeated Summer. Freddy glared at her.

"That's what I said."

"How?"

Freddy sighed loudly. "I was on the merry-go-round, when this guy came up with a cage full of badgers. They were really thin and hungry, with yellow teeth, and sharp claws. My dad – Eddie – wanted to let them go, and he had this big argument with the guy. While they were yelling at each other the merry-go-round stopped, and I got off. My dad, sorry, Eddie gestured at me to open the cage without the guy noticing, and I did. Then all the badgers... leapt on me, and-and ripped my clothes, and..." he broke off, shuddering. Summer tried not to laugh.

"Look," she said, faking a yawn, "I'm really tired, so I'm going to go to sleep, ok?" Freddy nodded, and watched as she tried to make herself comfortable on the hard stone floor. She settled down, although she still didn't seem happy, and went to sleep with Freddy watching over her. About fifteen minutes later she rolled over, and one of the sharp edges of the rocks caught her face and scratched it, drawing a thin line of blood. Freddy carefully wiped it away, and carried on looking after Summer. Wherever she turned she was still in a small amount of pain. In the end Freddy gently lifted her near him, and she fell asleep at last, with her head on his chest.

REVIEWERS!

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