24. "I should be old enough to know not to fall in love with the voice on the radio."
It was a Saturday, around seven. Caitlyn Geller was sitting in her car, the radio humming gently in the background. She didn't bother to listen carefully, not until the next stop where she had nothing else to do. So naturally she turned the radio up. It wasn't like she knew at that exact moment that Play My Music was playing. Of course, she figured as soon as the music filled the car who was singing.
Nate Gray.
She was a little surprised that her heart started doing those weird flip things (though no really – she knew it would). She turned the radio off quickly (though not quickly enough, obviously) and sighed. As she started driving again she blinked back the tears.
It had been two years. Two years. She hadn't spoken to him or laughed with him or even seen him (interviews with her sitting on the sofa crying for hours didn't count, she told herself). She'd told everyone (Mitchie and the press included) that she was over, over, over him.
So why did she feel like she loved, loved, loved him?
She should have been old enough to know not to fall in love with the voice on the radio – and the person behind it.
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