Making Memories

Chapter 8

A/N

This Chapter and the next will be the same day as the first event or as the last two chapters. However you would like to think of it. Sorry for interrupting your reading. How rude of me!

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(Lydia's POV)

"You. You're my problem," Gilinsky shouts at Clare, then walks out of the room slamming it behind him. 

Wow someone's on their man period.

"I'll go talk to him," Ana says limping out of the room.

"What did I do," Clare questions.

"I have no clue," Shawn replies.

I do. You guys are getting waaayyy to close for Gillinsky's liking. Trouble in Paradise.

"I'm gonna go get something to drink," Taylor says awkwardly before walking out.

"Clare," I start," I'm sure you did nothing wrong." Except break poor Gillinsky's heart. "He's probably just mad because, The Secret Life of the American Teenager  ended." Or because you broke his heart. Probably that.

Everyone starts laughing. "What? That's Gillinsky's and Ana's favorite show. That's why Ana went after him duh," I say. Or maybe it's because she knows that Gilinsky is heartbroken. That's definitely it. How do I know? Because and any person in their right mind could tell. Also Gilinsky, Ana, JJ, and I talked about it.

Why are JJ and I not out there too? Because it would make it to obvious, that Gilinsky is devastated. Damn I'm using some pretty big words tonight.

"Lydia," Someone snaps their fingers in my face.

"Gilinsky is not heartbroken because of Clare and Shawn," I blurt out because I am startled.

Johnson elbows me in the ribs.

"What was that," Clare questions.

"Um, Gilinsky is mad cause, um," I think for a second, "I threw out his porn stash and blamed it on you!"

"Gilinsky watches porn," Nash questions.

"What hormonal teen boy doesn't?"

"True." Ok gross.

Everyone looks at Nash.

"What? A boys gotta do, what a boys gotta do," Nash says.

We all give him a disgusted look again.

"Wait," Clare begins," Why would you do that and blame it on me?"

"First of all, Gilinsky has to get over that addiction, and also I didn't want him to be mad at me."

"Nice save Lyddie," Johnson sarcastically whispers in my ear.

I send him the death, as if telling him to never call me that again.

"Thanks a lot Lydia," Clare says sarcastically.

"Anytime," I reply.

The door opens and then the one and only Jack Gilinsky is seen.

"Um, Clare can I talk to you," He asks.

"Here we go," she says so that only her and I can here.

"Sure," she says and then walks to the door.

"Jack it's nothing to be ashamed of, I do it too," Nash shouts as Gilinsky is about to close the door. Gilinsky gives him a weird look, doesn't question it, and turns around and shuts the door.