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It takes me a few seconds or minutes, I don't know for sure, before I order my body to move to pay for things. I return to the apartment not fully understanding my encounter with the guys. With Road Trip. He had to be a musician, why not, no wonder, with his over the top attitude and perfect physique. Rye drives me crazy, but by the same token, he also fascinates me.
As soon as I walk in, I find Sam on the couch, looking like a classic college girl. She's wearing her pink plaid pullover and blue jeans, along with her white Converse. Her blonde hair is tied back in a ponytail. I greet her with a smile.
- Hi! What are you doing here at this hour? And Sean?
- I went out earlier and Sean was meeting a friend. - She replies and gives me a hug. She grabs one of the bags before we head to the kitchen. - What did you buy?
- Stuff. I'm going to make a cake... -I tell her and add quietly,- ...For Sean.
- I'm sorry, I think I misheard. Did you say "for Sean"? - she asks without understanding. I nod, blushing, and she raises both eyebrows. - Wooooow, someone really liked my cousin.
- Shut up! Of course he does, he's very nice. - I reply without looking at her as I place the ingredients on the counter.
- Yeah, I'm sure you just thought he was "nice". - she says ironically. - Don't worry Meg, you're not the only one who fell for the Killeen's seduction.
- Samantha, no. You're wrong. - I tell her rolling my eyes, but she looks at me in disbelief. - Okay, it's cute and I admit it. Happy?
- For now. - says Sam, smiling broadly. - And how was your day?
- It was... - I'm trying to find the right word. - ...bipolar.
- How? - she looks at me with confusion.
- Yeah, I ran into Andy, Mikey, Brooklyn and Rye at the supermarket. - and she nods as if she already understands everything. - You know what? They're musicians.
- Are you serious? - Sam looks at me, clearly surprised. - Well, come to think of it, they have the look.
- That's what I told them! - I exclaim and then sigh. - The last thing I needed...
- What do you mean? Musicians aren't all the same! - she assures me.
- Sam, they're not all like Nick. I think he must be the only musician in that band who isn't self-centered and narcissistic. - I say, but then I think better of it. - Well, let's add Billy to the list.
- Can we stop talking about The Wrecks, please? - she says and rolls her eyes at me.
- Right, let's talk about Road Trip. - and seeing her face, I explain myself. - That's what they're called.
- Mmm, nice. And you've already checked it out, haven't you? - she asks with a wink.
- Oh God. - I roll my eyes as if that's not exactly what I was planning to do. She knows me too well, because she looks at me waiting for my answer and I come clean. - I was thinking of doing it when the cake is baking.
- I knew it. - my friend smiles with a winning expression. - I'll put on some music until you're done.
Sam chooses Nirvana to start and we vary between our favorite bands. As I turn on the oven, I smile at the thought of Sean when he sees that I did keep my promise. I hum a few parts of the song until I mix everything together and dump it into a baking pan. When I'm done, I head to the living room while I set the alarm on my phone to avoid going over time.
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