"So? You go over to my house all of the time!"
"Carly! Please stop. He can't control the rules that his mom has over him! Stop being rude! If you want, then I'll stop invading your… 'territory'" I put 'territory' in air quotes. With that, I pick up my backpack and walk off.
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"Gee, thanks, Carly. Someone that I really like and I actually have a chance with shows up and is willing to be with me and you have to drive her away. Have I ever done that to you?" I throw on my backpack and run after her.
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"Brooke! Brooke, wait up!" I turn to Freddie and his jogging comes to a halt. "I am so sorry about Carly. I don't know why she's acting like this."
"Because she's a little attention whore, Freddie. Sam told me about your crush on her and how she treats you. She's just jealous because you and Sam weren't paying a lot of attention to her."
"That…makes sense, surprisingly."
"Then there ya go!" I smile.
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"Hello, Mrs. Benson."
"Why, hello! What's your name?"
"Brooke Hayes. I was wondering, since I'm new in town, if your son would accompany me to get some coffee." She smiles.
"Why, of course, dear! Freddie, just be home by five." He nods.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Benson! It was nice to meet you!"
"You too, dear! Come by again soon!" We walk out of the house and head towards my own.
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"Thanks for taking me here, Freddie. It would get lonely talking to myself about my own ideas."
"You talk to yourself?"
"…I was kidding."
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This disguise is ingenious! I'll definitely sabotage them! Watch her take my attention for herself after this! Carly, you're a genius.
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I walk up to the counter and see the girl putting whipped cream on top of the coffee. "Can we speed this up, please?" I see brown liquid fly at me and make contact with my shirt. My second favorite shirt is soaked and I begin to say 'ow' a lot in rapid succession. "Brooke, are you okay?!" Freddie yells.
"Oops…" Says a familiar voice. I look up and it turns out to be Carly herself.
"Carly?!" Freddie says in disbelief. "Brooke…go ahead and clean yourself up. I nod and walk into the bathroom.
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"Carly, how could you?! I really like her! Why would you stoop this low just to get my attention? I thought you were my friend!" He pauses. "Carly, just…bask in your glory because negative attention is better than none. And…until further notice, we're officially over as friends. Maybe that will teach you something." He walks over towards the bathroom and the seriousness of what I've done slowly sinks in.
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A knock comes at the door, so I open it. "You okay?" I nod.
"Yeah, I've just got to dry this out and I'll be fine." I head over to the hand dryer and hold my shirt under it. "Thanks for standing up for me. I heard what you said and it means a lot." I finish drying my shirt and look down at it. "I need a new shirt." He chuckles.