Chapter 30

Kate couldn't stop laughing. She also couldn't stop following me around like a really slow puppy. It was a fitting description, because her shaggy hair hung over her eyes. She was like a sheepdog.

"I think Felix sent me a picture of you with Edward on the floor," she announced scrolling through her phone. "I'll send you a copy, so you can print it out and put it by your bed."

"Yes, because that's exactly the type of picture I want of the kid by my bed." It was exactly the type of picture of Baseball Boy I wanted by my bed. Kate didn't need to know that. "I think I miss the stoned and oblivious version of you, Mary Jane."

"Nah, girl, you needed me," she announced to annoy me. "There he is."

Jogging around the baseball field, was the one and only Garrett Harrison. He was almost as pretty as Baseball Boy and just as obnoxiously nice. My first day at Fork's High School he introduced himself and I walked away. I have no time for that kind of nonsense.

We were sitting on the bleachers watching baseball practice. I was snuggled in my...I mean Baseball Boy's New York Yankees sweatshirt. The kid likes the evil empire. He was growing on me.

"Will you introduce me?" Kate looked at me.

I wasn't a proponent for the wacky weed, but I was a fan of the sound of silence. I certainly wasn't getting any.

"Don't know him."

"Edward does, girl! He's your boy." Kate grabbed my hand.

I shook her off. "Did you switch to stimulants? No touching!"

"So..."

I watched the kid toss a ball to Garrett. He turned to wave to me and got hit in the chest with the ball. Oh my.

"I'm not your pimp, Mary Jane. Just go up to him and introduce yourself to him. Maybe let him meet your bears." I motioned to the dancing monstrosities her shirt. "Actually don't. They're scary little things."

She was staring at him with a sad pout. Pouts didn't faze me, but her begging did. I would do anything to make her hush.

I whistled loudly. "Yo kid, bring your buddy over here!"

The kid and Garrett jogged over both with large grins on their faces. Those two had very white smiles. The blinding kind that reminded me of sharks and REM singing Shiny, Happy People. I wished the would at least have a sprig of broccoli stuck in those pearly whites. Oh well.

"Hello there, Isabella Swan and Kate Hudson. How are you this fine morning?" Garrett flashed those intensely straight chompers.

Kate Hudson? An unflattering snort came out of me. I wonder if Goldie Hawn knew her daughter had a penchant for Grateful Dead paraphernalia.

Kate squeaked, "Hi."

The kid wrapped his stinky body around me. "How am I doing?"

"I have absolutely no clue. Umm...go team?" Why does he ask me these things. "Teeth, Mary Jane wanted to be officially introduced to you."

"Who's Teeth, Isabella Swan? I'm literally bursting with confusion." Garrett continued grinning.

I stared at his teeth. How do they stay so white? "You. Do you use whitener or gel strips on those cuspids?"

"I just eat a healthy diet and instead of caffeine, I take herbal supplements and make special smoothies to strengthen my immune system. It literally makes me feel years younger!"

Because at eighteen, you really want to feel like you're in elementary school.

"That sounds amazing," Kate slowly said, her eyes gazing at him with admiration.

Whatever floats her boat.

"Kate Hudson, would you like to accompany me to the grocery store? I can show you everything to make one." Teeth's grin got even bigger. He actually liked her. It was bizarre.

The kid kissed my head. "You just can't help bringing people together!"

Oh I really can, they just won't let leave me alone.