Going All The Way With Mason Blake

                    ~You have to sleep with your best friend to get the guy. Wait. What?~

~Alex~

                        Let's just say life has a funny way of showing you what's always been right in front of you...a really funny way.

                        Maybe this is why I'm here deciding whether this could be the biggest mistake of my life- which to tell you the truth it probably is.

But what am I supposed to do? I've turned to him for everything and this, well, this is part of everything.

"Hey!" he calls jogging up to me with a bright smile on his face.

Mason Blake- tall, dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, and the notorious player.

"Hey," I reply as soon as he's in front of me.

He grins, throws an arm over my shoulder, and pulls me into him. It's customary with him- he's always done it and he always will.

"So what did you want to tell me?" he asks dragging me around the corner.

I drag my feet along the sidewalk.

"It's nothing really," I say.

Yeah, that's so not a major lie.

"Oh come on," he replies rolling his eyes.

Suddenly he stops and turns so he's standing in front of me.

"Please don't tell me it has to do with Maren," he pleads.

I laugh remembering how that didn't work out.