Falling For My Ex-Best-Friend

Chapter Two

That night Danny texted me before I went to bed and told me he asked Mackenzie out and she said yes. I was freaking out. My best friend chose Mackenzie over me, well not really.

I couldn't be mad at him that he broke my heart because he didn't know I liked him in the first place and even if he did know, I doubt we would become anything more than friends. Darn my tomboyish charm.

I put my phone down then turned on my back, staring at my white ceiling. Is there any way I can stay with Danny but not be around Mackenzie? She is the most arrogant person I know; Danny doesn't know the real her because he hasn't been around Mackenzie as long as I have.

She is a middle school drama queen. I bring my hands up to cover my face. What do I do? he's not going to like me if I try to break them up, and I am also his friend, so I must support him.

"I don't like this at all!" I shout at my ceiling. I scratch my chin, thinking of a way to make this nightmare go away. I think the best course of action is to support him and let Mackenzie show her true colors when the timing is right. Satisfied with my answer I turn on my stomach to get some sleep.

The buzzing of my phone wakes me up from the nice dream I was having about me and Danny's wedding on the beach. We wore white, gold, and blue because they were Danny's favorite colors and mine as well. My dress matched his suit, it was beautiful. My glossed-over eyes find my phone underneath my pillow. Taking a glimpse at the glowing screen it reads two am. What the heck, who would be calling me so late.

I checked the caller ID and saw it's from Danny. I probably should change his name in my phone from future husband with hearts beside it to a more appropriate term that relates to reality.

Maybe the name heart crusher would be better. Hitting the accept button I lay back down. His cheery voice immediately travels through the phone puncturing my eardrum.

"Hey, what you doing?"

My face showed my irritation, but I forgot he couldn't see me, so I voiced it instead.

"Sleeping obviously, it's two in the morning. Danny my deranged friend, you are not normal."

"Ha, That's funny, coming from someone as crazy as you are."

"Well, I guess we crazy people have to stick together." I sighed.

"You're right, you and Katy do have to stick together." He laughs.

I feel my face heat up at his snide remark "Shut up" I yell into the phone

He continued to laugh, making me tempted to hang up the phone.

"Okay" he stopped, he was still smiling though, I could hear it in his voice.

"We planning on going to Riots tomorrow, wanna come?

With an audible gasp I hope he didn't hear; I grip the phone. Riots were where the high schoolers hang out, I've never been, and I know Danny hasn't either. If he's going, it's probably because of Mackenzie.

"Mia you there, did you hear me?"

"Yes, I heard you"

"Do you want to come, my mom can pick you up?" even though I know the answer, I ask anyway "Who is going to be there?"

"Katy said she'll come, Spencer and Cody already had plans, and Mackenzie"

I knew it, I had a hunch he wouldn't go there without knowing Mackenzie is going to be there.

"Sure, I'll go" I can hear the tightness in my voice, I hope he didn't pick up on it. Why am I doing this to myself, this is sad.

"Cool, my mom will pick you up at eleven"

"Okay," I say, ready to end this conversation.

"Oh, and Mia"

"Yes" I answered

"Wear something cute and not just sweatpants"

The phone hangs up on my response. That jerk, is he trying to make me angry? I slam my phone down on the dresser, and head over to my closet. I sort through my clothes, throwing shirts and sweatpants everywhere, finally coming across a mid-knee length yellow spaghetti strap dress.

I pump my fist through the air, happy at my success in finding at least a scrap of evidence that confirms I am a girl, besides my nonexistent breast. I stand in front of the mirror as I try it on.

Mom bought this dress for me two years ago and it still fits the way it had before, wait is that a good thing. The color matches well with my honey brown skin and long black hair. Happy with my choice of clothing I lay back down, hoping this time my dream will consist of an answer to expose Mackenzie.