Chapter 13

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Carson

After school Friday, Sam and Anna came over to talk.

I wasn't mad at Anna.

I mean, I was, but I wasn't going to yell at her.

Or hit her.

Or ignore her.

I just want to know what happened.

And they have to tell me.

Sam was over first.

She gave me a hug as she walked in, and plopped down on the couch.

"Sam." I said.

"Carson." She replied, smiling.

"What happened Wednesday night?"

"I recorded Anna and Luke kissing!" She wailed, eyes tearing up. "I'm sorry!"

She stood up, and let out a sob. "Please don't hate me!"

I laughed. "I couldn't hate you!"

She sniffled. "Good."

A knock signaled Anna was here.

When I opened the door, my eyes met Anna's tear filled ones.

"I'm so sorry! He's yours- you can have him!" She cries, and gives me a bone crushing hug.

I laugh. "Thanks. Even though I don't want him!"

Anna gave me look. "You have to be kidding!"

"I'm not. He's a jerk!"

"You seemed to like him on Wednesday night!"

"I can barely remember Wednesday night!"

"Whose fault is that!"

"Mine." I pouted as Anna made her way to the couch, greeting Sam as she did.

"Are you mad?" They whimpered.

"Of course not. Guys, we were all wasted."

Anna's eyes welled up, and she frowned.

"Are you sure?!?" She cried. "Your one of my best friends!"

"Anna! Sam! Stop being drama queens!"

"Hey!"

"I'm not done! You guys are my best friends, I don't know how I could mad at you!"

And they both gave me a bear hug, squealing as they did.

"You guys so dramatic. Sometimes I wonder why I'm friends with you!"

"We're not dramatic! Just emotional!"

I let out a laugh, and sat down with them.

"Now. Tell me what happened Wednesday night..."

"We can't."

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