Willow has just one rule:
Must. Always. Hate. Dane.
She grew up with Dane Wainsworth, just as her brother. He's her brother's bestfriend. And she hates him. He's annoying, arrogant and way too confident.
But that's not what she writes in her diary...
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My parents have been acting weird all week.
I'm getting suspicious.
On Friday, I finally ask. Mom smiles at me and calls Dad to come down. He wraps his arms around her, and I notice he looks... older. I immediately feel bad. I didn't give them much attention last week.
We sit down on the couch and Dad lies down on Mom's lap, falling asleep almost straight away. Mom plays with his hair. "Willow, he's so tired," she sighs. I frown and look at his sleeping face. That's why he looked so old.
She coughs and I get a feeling that's not what she wanted to tell me. I tense. Are they getting a divorce?
"We're going away for a week, Willow. Just him and me. Sleeping and going an dates and that sort of stuff. You'll stay here, but not at home. Can you ask Delilah to stay with her?" she asks, hopeful.
I smile. "Of course, Mom. And Jack?" I ask. "Dane," she shrugs and I nod. "Hey! I don't see disgust on your face! What happened?" she shouts and I giggle. "Er... we get along," I say and she gasps.
"You and Dane get along?" she asks and I nod. "It's not that special," I shrug and she rolls her eyes. "Right. Two weeks ago you wanted t kill him and now you're getting along and it's not that big of a deal?" she jokes.
Then she gives me a knowing look. She glances between Dad and me. I gasp. "Hell no! I'm not falling for Dane. Just, enemies are a little extreme," I explain and she nods, but she doesn't believe me.
I roll my eyes and walk upstairs, texting Delilah.
Me: Can I come over for a week? Mom and dad are leaving...
Bestieee<3: No.
I frown. No?
Me: Why not? It could be fun with make-overs :)
I decide to play it like this. I'll convince her.
Bestieee<3: No.
I start to panic. She doesn't want me to come over. Where can I go then?
I'll ask it again on school, no problem.
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I run into school, straight to Delilah's locker.
She's talking and laughing with June. I smile and greet them. "Hey girls! What are we talking about?" I ask enthusiastically. June observes me and rolls her eyes. Delilah grins. "About you."
Me?
"What about me?" My smile fades as June slightly laughs. "About you really thinking you can go for a week to Delilah. A few hours are enough," she laughs and I slump. "But... I thought we were good?" I half ask, half say.
I face Delilah, and see she's grinning too. "You can't come. June and I are having a sleepover, and you can't come," she says and walks away with June, laughing. "Stupid nerd," I hear her say.
