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Like We Did When We Were Young
I get by with a little help from my friends.
“Harlow, we have to move,” Kelsey said, walking into our house looking like she had a rough night.
“Whoa, what happened to you?” I asked, turning the volume down on the T.V.
“First off, where did you wake up this morning?”
“I was here… where did you fall asleep last night?” I asked.
Kelsey made a face, “I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Kelsey, tell me.”
“No.”
“If I guess will you tell me?”
“No.”
“Please.”
“No.”
“Tell me.”
“Fine. I woke up… in John’s house.”
“Where in John’s house?”
Kelsey made another face. “His bed…”
I immediately started to laugh. “This is too good.”
“It’s not like anything happened.”
“But the situation to just too great.”
“What about you and Stephen, huh?”
“What about us? I came home and he went home and all was great.”
“Ugh!” Kelsey said, collapsing into the chair.
“So why did you say you want to move?”
“Because John.”
“It’s not like it was that bad, Kelsey.”
“But still,” she said.
“We’re not moving.”
“I know. But we can’t ever go to a The Summer Set or This Century show again. Or leave the house.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to see John.”
I shook my head. “Whatever you say.”
“So. How was last night. With Stephen.” Kelsey said, smirking.
“It was good, I had fun.”
“Oh I bet it was.”
I glared at Kelsey, “Not like that.”
“I’m just joking. But I couldn’t help but overhear… I heard you and Stephen have a date coming up.”
I could fell the blush rise to my cheeks. “Yeah.”
“Awwwww!” Kelsey started to gush. “I can’t wait to hear all about it.”
I was about to say something when the doorbell rang. Saved by the bell. Ha. Ha ha ha. I’m so funny. Not.
I opened the door to see none other than Mister John O’Callaghan.
Perfect.
“Hey John,” I said.
“Hey Harlow, is Kelsey here?”
“Yeah, she’s in the kitchen, come in?”
“Sure,” he said, and I closed the door behind him.
I could see Kelsey giving me the death stare as soon as she saw John.
“Well I have to go get ready for my date, have you two,” I said with a smirk before heading to my room.
Now the challenge begins. What do I wear for my date?
“Whoa, what happened to you?” I asked, turning the volume down on the T.V.
“First off, where did you wake up this morning?”
“I was here… where did you fall asleep last night?” I asked.
Kelsey made a face, “I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Kelsey, tell me.”
“No.”
“If I guess will you tell me?”
“No.”
“Please.”
“No.”
“Tell me.”
“Fine. I woke up… in John’s house.”
“Where in John’s house?”
Kelsey made another face. “His bed…”
I immediately started to laugh. “This is too good.”
“It’s not like anything happened.”
“But the situation to just too great.”
“What about you and Stephen, huh?”
“What about us? I came home and he went home and all was great.”
“Ugh!” Kelsey said, collapsing into the chair.
“So why did you say you want to move?”
“Because John.”
“It’s not like it was that bad, Kelsey.”
“But still,” she said.
“We’re not moving.”
“I know. But we can’t ever go to a The Summer Set or This Century show again. Or leave the house.”
“Why?”
“Because I don’t want to see John.”
I shook my head. “Whatever you say.”
“So. How was last night. With Stephen.” Kelsey said, smirking.
“It was good, I had fun.”
“Oh I bet it was.”
I glared at Kelsey, “Not like that.”
“I’m just joking. But I couldn’t help but overhear… I heard you and Stephen have a date coming up.”
I could fell the blush rise to my cheeks. “Yeah.”
“Awwwww!” Kelsey started to gush. “I can’t wait to hear all about it.”
I was about to say something when the doorbell rang. Saved by the bell. Ha. Ha ha ha. I’m so funny. Not.
I opened the door to see none other than Mister John O’Callaghan.
Perfect.
“Hey John,” I said.
“Hey Harlow, is Kelsey here?”
“Yeah, she’s in the kitchen, come in?”
“Sure,” he said, and I closed the door behind him.
I could see Kelsey giving me the death stare as soon as she saw John.
“Well I have to go get ready for my date, have you two,” I said with a smirk before heading to my room.
Now the challenge begins. What do I wear for my date?