ELIZABETH

Just as I got out of the shower, my phone rang again. I grabbed it off of my bed.

"Hello?" I answered.

"We got our band," I heard Conner's voice on the other end.

"That's great, I'm thrilled for you," I replied unenthusiastically.

"Don't sound too excited," Conner said, sounding annoyed.

"Not a problem,"

"Anyway, I got to go, I still have to do my science homework,"

"Okay," I said.

"Bye," Conner said, and hung up.

I rolled my eyes and clicked off my phone and tossed it back on my bed. And then headed over to Jessica's room.

She was on lying on her stomach on her bed thumbing through an issue of Seventeen magazine.

She had her headphones on so she couldn't hear me coming in.

She saw my shadow and closed her magazine and took off her headphones.

"Hey Lizzie, what's up?" She asked, sitting up.

"Nothing, I'm bored," I said.

"Got your homework done?" Jessica asked.

"Duh,"

"Me too,"

"Conner just called, they got the band together," I said sitting down next to me on the bed.

"Do you know who they got?" Jessica asked.

"I didn't ask, didn't care," I said.

Jessica nodded.

"Liz, who are you rooting for?" she asked.

"I don't know, ever since today, I have had a billion mixed feelings," I said.

"I know how you feel, I swear, I love Jeremy so much, but Damon is the one I continue thinking about," Jessica said, hugging a pillow to her chest.

"I don't know what to even think anymore, less what to do," I said.

The next morning I found myself asleep on Jessica's bed, where I had fallen asleep last night when we were talking.

The alarm went off, Jessica waved her hand around until she found the snooze button.

"It isn't going to help Jess, it's going to go off in the next five minutes anyway," I said sitting up.

"Don't talk negative," Jessica said sitting up.

I rolled my eyes and walked into my room to grab my outfit for the day.

I picked up a pair of khaki jeans with a red tank top and a blue-jean jacket and then headed into the bathroom to do my hair and makeup and brush my teeth.

I could tell Jessica had already been in there since her toothbrush was wet.

I walked into the hallway and she was standing at the top of the stairs waiting for me, she had on a black tee shirt with a splash of rhinestones and a pair of denim hip huggers, and her hair was pulled into a high ponytail.

I decided not to do anything with my hair, just leave it down and put a red barrette on one side.

We walked downstairs and grabbed a doughnut off of the kitchen table, said hi to our parents, grabbed our backpacks and headed out the door.

"I feel like we're in Jr. High again," Jessica said as she pulled her convertible into the school parking lot.

"Yeah I know," I said from where I was sitting on the passenger side.

I was surprised when I saw Anna and Salvador waiting outside on the school steps for me.

"Now I really feel like I'm back in the eighth grade," I said.

Jessica looked over and saw Jeremy waiting for her, and a flash of disappointment crossed her face.

"Not who you wanted?" I asked jokingly.

Whenever Jessica didn't answer the question, I knew the answer. She wanted Damon. Case Closed.