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Chapter 5

Crying can really take a lot out of a person, Chelsea thought as she blew her now red nose for what seemed like the millionth time. She had tried to call Jason several times, but the second she picked up the phone, she started to cry again.

"Okay, enough of this. I'll just call him and tell him I'm canceling and that's it. That's it." Chelsea exclaimed, already feeling more tears burning her eyes.

Shaking her head taking deep breaths, Chelsea quickly dialed Jason's number. It rang about five times before somebody answered.

"Yeah." Boomed through the phone. It was Jason.

"Jason? It's Chelsea, Chelsea Daniels."

"Oh. Oh hey Chelsea." Jason cleared his throat. "What's going on?"

"I uh…I um…" Chelsea whispered, her voice cracking in emotion.

"You what?" Jason inquired, half laughing.

"I have to cancel our date on Saturday."

"Oh. Why?"

Chelsea winced. It sounded like Jason was disappointed.

"Are you sick or something?"

"No. No it's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"Someone…I…do you drink?"

"What?"

Chelsea winced again. "I know you drink like water and soda, juice, milk…whatever. I just want to know if you drink beer. You know that stuff that's yellow and fizzy and is like illegal to drink until your 21."

"Yeah I drink from time to time. That's the problem here?"

"Well, yes."

"Do you think that I would drink and drive?"

Chelsea closed her eyes and breathed deeply. "I don't know."

Jason chuckled again. "Listen, I only drink to calm myself down. You don't have to worry about that. And if you reconsider, I promise that I won't drink on Saturday."

Chelsea hesitated. "Uh…I dunno."

"Come on Chelsea. I really like you. You're important to me. You're so important to me that I won't drink when I'm with you. Scout's honor."

"Are you doing the whole right hand up, three finger thingy?"

"As we speak."

Chelsea heaved a sigh of relief. "Okay. Okay."

"So, is our date still on?"

"Yes."

"Okay good. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"

"Yeah. Okay."

"Okay." Suddenly there was a loud crash and Jason exclaimed, "Ouch!"

"Jason?" Chelsea asked, clutching the phone, "Are you all right?"

"Yeah. It's…this is gonna sound weird, but two people came to my house today claiming to be housekeepers, but they didn't really clean anything. My room is a mess."

Chelsea closed her eyes and stifled a laugh. Only Raven, she thought in amusement.

"Do you think they like stole stuff?" Jason asked, realizing that he'd been had.

"Um…" Chelsea trailed off, shaking her head at her friends' antics.

"Maybe I should check the house."

"Maybe."

"Okay, so bye."

"Bye."

Jason hung up and went to his kitchen to grab another beer.

Chelsea smiled. It's all okay now, she thought happily to herself.