Chapter Eleven

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Part 2

I woke up with a massive headache. I reached up to my temples, my muscles hurting in the process. I trundled down the stairs into the kitchen to find Zaheera loading the waffle iron with batter next to her was a large pile of hot steaming waffles. "Good morning sleepy head." She said shutting the lid "There's a painkiller and a glass of water over there." She pointed at the counter with a ladle. I swallowed the pill and suddenly felt much better. I drank another glass of water.

"Did it really happen?" I asked her hoping it was all just a dream. "Yup sorry Tee."
"It's okay I'm kind of over it now the aftermath has subsided, I'm just pissed now."
"I know how to you feel,"

"Its like nothing works out for me"

"uh huh"

"I just need a fresh start" I said stuffing a piece of waffle into mouth.

"OMG,I have a great idea."

"What is it"

"You need to forget about him release your pain," she reached to the little heart shaped earring in the third piercing on her left ear "you see this?" I nodded at her. "I got this after I went out with this guy who went to college. I kinda lost my 'V' word to him and it meant a lot but after we broke up I went with Chloe and got this piercing and I felt like I had another burden off my life. I know it doesn't make any sense but I love piercings and it was a reward. "So you want me to get a piercing?"
"No, I want you to do something that makes you feel happy." she smiled at me "Then, we need to find you another man!" She winked at me.
"What? I just broke up with Mason yesterday its too soon" I told her. "exactly" she said "You need a distraction. So any guys you got your eye on?" she asked menacingly propping her chin on her hands. "Well there was this guy I met at the party..."
" Ooooh what's his name?"

"That's the thing: I don't know."

"What does he look like?"

"He's tall, has blonde hair, green eyes..."

"Oh shit, no Tara no! I warn you again. NO!"

"Why not? He's nice"

"I know he is, but trust me Tara you don't want to be involved with this one. He has a bitch of an on-and-off girlfriend. Her name is Claire and she's the head cheerleader. I know a total cliche but according to her its 'a publicity thing'"she said the final bit in a nasal voice. "trust me, unless you want to be her new target: I suggest you stay away." I nodded obediently.

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