Alex wasn't a bad friend. She was a very good one actually...unless she wanted something. She did whatever it took to get what she wanted. I didn't blame her, I wish I could get the things I want. But who was I kidding she was a 5'6" strawberry blonde, who had a cheerleaders body. Everyone thought she was hot. I was 5'4" with reject blonde hair, deep green eyes, and a not so fat body. I was never called fat, and I knew I wasn't but I certainly didn't have a body to die for. I also wasn't ugly, I was just average…So painfully average.
Alex ended up apologizing for her ruthless behavior with Dameon. Of course I forgave her, she was my best friend. We didn't really talk much. But that might have been my fault. I didn't talk much after that day and besides, Dameon kept Alex busy. I had other friends, but I was tired of being so plain. I would have gave anything to be like Alex, but in a way I didn't want to be like her.
Weeks went by and I was becoming a hermit. I didn't talk hardly at all, and with each passing day it seemed like Alex cared less and less. Then one Saturday while I was at home I got a phone call from her.
"Hey Casey!"
"Umm…hi Alex." I replied wondering why she wasn't with Dameon.
"I found a guy for you."
"Why?" I was thoroughly confused.
"Well, Dameon's brother is single, and you're single…so I figured wouldn't it be nice if you two got together?" she replied a little too nice.
"What's the real reason?"
"Dameon's brother doesn't have anywhere to go today, and I want to be alone with Dameon. So…I figured you could keep him busy." She confessed.
"Well, I don't have anything better to do…so I guess."
"Thanks Casey, you're a real friend. I'll be over there in 2 minutes to pick you up." She squealed in excitement. She hung up before I had a chance to say okay.
He would probably end up being a loser, but I figured I might as well look good (or at least as good as I could). I put on my favorite jeans and a tight black shirt. I brushed my hair and sprayed a little perfume on.
There was a knock at the door. It was Alex. She was talking a mile a minute. Thanking me over and over again. I got into her car and she speed toward (I assumed) Dameon's house.
