You Can't Hate Me

Chapter 10

    As soon as Ajax left, Alia phoned Sarilyn to tell her what happened.
    There was long silence on the other end of the line.
    "Sarilyn?"
    "What?" Sarilyn finally managed.
    Alia sighed. "Sar, I'm not repeating the whole thing."
    "But- OMG! He was in your house! He was in your house!! And I missed it!!!" Sarilyn screamed.
    "Sarilyn! I'm turning deaf!"
    "Sorry," Sarilyn said, lowering her voice. "I know it's not relevant...but did you notice whether he has abs? Is his back like, muscular?"
    "Sar!"
    "I know I know! I'm just curious!"
    "Do you seriously think I'd bother to look at whether his stomach or back is muscular? Seriously?"
    "Fine," Sarilyn muttered, sounding disappointed.
    Alia rolled her eyes. "You're way too into this boy stuff."
    "No I'm not! You're the one who should get your brain checked to see whether it has enough space for boy crushing!"
    "Wait, you have a crush?"
    "No!"
    "You're the worst liar ever. Oh my God you have a crush!"
    "No I don't!"
    "Who is he?"
    "That's none of your business!"
    "You just admitted you have a crush!"
    "Ugh, you tricked me!"
    "I'm coming over right now. Where do you live?"
    "I'm not telling you."
    "Then I'm not talking about Ajax tomorrow or ever."
    "You're the worst best friend ever!"
    "I'm your best friend?"
    "Is Trump the president of America?"
    Alia grinned to herself. "Well, are you telling me your address or not? Or do I have to threaten you at school tomorrow?"
    "Fine. I live on street fifty-five house thirty-one."
    Silence.
    "Alia?"
    "I live exactly opposite you."
    "What? You do? Oh no!"
    "Oh yes! You don't have time to escape, I'm coming to talk about your crush."
    "You-"
    Alia hung up, dashing downstairs and crashing out of the door. "Going out for a walk!" she yelled over her shoulder before the door slammed shut.
    She ran to the opposite house and rang the doorbell. A middle aged woman with her brown hair tied into a bun and sleeves pushed up to her elbows that resembled Sarilyn opened the door.
    "Hey, Mrs. Emble, I'm Sarilyn's friend. May I see her?"
    "Of course, do come in!"
    "Sarilyn!" Eska grinned when she saw Sarilyn standing behind her mom.
    "Mom! I told you not to open the door!" Sarilyn groaned.
    "I figured she would be bugging you for whatever you're going to talk about for the rest of your life, so why not deal with it now?"
    "Mom! You're supposed to be on my side!"
    Fiona ignored her daughter. "Please have a nice chat with my daughter,"she said, smiling.
    Alia grabbed Sarilyn's hand and dragged her upstairs.
    "Where's your bedroom?"
    Sarilyn rolled her eyes and opened the door nearest them.
    Her room consisted of lavender walls and a twin bed. Her shelf was packed with thick volumes of books and CDs of pop songs. Violet curtains framed her opened window, fluttering in the cool breeze.
    "Your room's very...purple."
    "Uh-huh, and I have awesome CDs, wanna listen? It-"
    "Sarilyn, you can't avoid the subject, we're going to talk about. And we'll talk about it now,"Alia said mockingly firmly.
    Sarilyn groaned. "Fine."
    "Who is it?"
    "Um..."
    "Get on with it!"
    "It's, um, Luke."
    "What?! Luke? As in the Luke? As in I-want-to-swear-when-I-see-him's best friend Luke?"
    "Yes...?" Sarilyn looked slightly perplexed.
    "What? But you can't fall in love with him! He's Ajax's best friend!"
    "It's a crush! No one said anything about falling in love with anyone."
    "Every couple starts with a crush."
    "Says the girl who's never even had a crush," Sarilyn argued without missing a beat.
    "Says the girl who has a crush on the best friend of the cruelest bully ever known," Alia shot back.
    "I knew I never should have told you my address," Sarilyn muttered.
    "Too bad you did."
    Sarilyn smacked her with a pillow. Alia grabbed another one and smacked her back.
    That was how the pillow fight got started.
    They shoved the pillows in each others faces, laughing and screaming until they were so exhausted they collapsed onto the bed, not twitching a muscle.
    "That,"Sarilyn panted, "was epic."
    "And suited for ten year olds or below."
    They laughed.
    Sarilyn stared at the ceiling. "Ajax time."
    "No."
    "You promised."
    "Fine."
    "First off, what was he doing in your house?"
    "H-he was injured, so I offered."
    "Injured?"
    Alia frowned at the ceiling, remembering her promise to Ajax.
    "Yeah,"she finally said.
    "Injured how?"
    "That, is not my place to tell," Alia answered.
    "Did he specifically ask you not to?"
    "Yes, actually."
    "Aw man, I was hoping he didn't."
    Alia shook her head and rolled her eyes.
    "Abs?"
    "Eww."
    "Come on."
    "I did not look."
    "Fine, whatever."
    "You're so obsessed."
    "Shut up."
    And they stayed like that until it turned dark and Alia had to go home.

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Not exactly the best chapter, I know. Keep waiting! Xoxo