MARA POV; What are we going to do?" I practically screeched into the phone.
"I hate poperatzi," he muttered.
"Well my best friend thinks where back together and now she's mad at me."
"Lindsay?"
"Yeeees!"
"Sheesh, just asking."
"Well we need a plan, but I'm not talking over the phone. Meet me at Fisher's in ten."
And he hung up. So I disguised myself and went out to Fisher's.
