Chapter 2

Seventeen year old, Cindy spun around her room as she got ready for the day. It was summer and she had nothing to do except hang out with her main girl Libby, which always made the day grand. On top of it all Jimmy had come back from that stupid camp that he had been for a couple of weeks. She couldn't figure out what she was going to wear. She had to wear something stunning, dazzling, yet not to much so that Jimmy knew that she had picked out for him.

She stopped spinning. Jimmy? Why in the world was she getting dressed for him? He didn't mean anything to her. Nothing at all.

Right?

She sighed and looked at the picture that sat upon her night stand. Yes, she had taken it without his permission. How else would she have gotten a picture of him? Yes, she had to admit that she was head over heels for the boy.

Cindy laid upon her bed and sighed deeply. Why oh why did she have to love him? He was always ignoring her and trying to make out that he was better at everything than she was. Granted there were a couple of things he was good at, but really she was better than him in most ways.

A knock came upon her door. She jumped up and noticed that she wasn't wearing a shirt. She swore under her breath and grabbed a shirt. She rushed into it and then opened the door to reveal her best friend Libby.

"Hey girl!" Libby greeted. Cindy smiled.

"Hey Libs," She said as she shut her door. She turned around and saw the picture of Jimmy on her night stand. Libby was examining a shirt that had been upon her bed.

"Oh girl! I so have to borrow this!" Libby squealed. Cindy forced a smile and walked over to the bed. She sat down, reached over, and shoved the picture underneath her pillow.

"You can borrow it any time you want," Cindy told her. Libby looked at, smirking.

"I know what you're hiding," she said. Cindy tried to look confused.

"Hiding? I'm not hiding anything," she said flatly.

"Oh come on girl! I saw it before you hid it. Finally admitting that you are in love with him?" Libby asked her. Cindy sighed and brought the picture out from under her pillow.

"How can I love him? He's such a jerk!" Cindy exclaimed. Libby patted her hand gently.

"Girl. Let's rehash your life. Since he's moved in you've made his life a living nightmare. Yet, he's always there for you when you need him. He's always by your side. Is he the jerk or are you a jerk to him?" Libby pointed out softly. Cindy sighed and got up off her bed. She went over to the window and looked out at his house.

"Have I been that hard on him?" She asked Libby.

"Yeah a little. But I know that he still loves you," Libby answered. Cindy turned around and looked at her friend with hope.

"How do you know that?"

"Well. My cousin Laura went to the same camp that Jimmy did. She wrote me telling me about Jimmy and about how she loved him so. She even asked him if he would be her boyfriend and you want to know what he said, girl?"

Cindy jumped over to her bed, her eyes wide.

"Spill," she demanded.

"Well," Libby said, drawing it out, "He told Laura that he had a girl back home that he was in love with. That she meant the world to him and that they had been together since he first met her."

"Did he say who?" Cindy asked anxiously. Libby nodded.

"A certain girl in this room," Libby said.

"No!" Cindy replied with a laugh.

"Yep. He said that you were his girlfriend. See girl he still loves you!" Cindy smiled dreamily, her hands clasped in front of her.

"Well. What are you gonna do about it?" Cindy smiled brightly at her best friend.

"I'm gonna land my man."