The Break Up Plan

47: SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER?

Dedicated to EricManash

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"Where are you going?"

I smile at Tyler through the mirror, applying mascara carefully, "dumpster diving, wanna come?"

I burst into laughter as I dodge the pillow he throws in my direction, narrowly escaping smudging my makeup.

"Ty!"

"I'll ask again, smartass. Where are you going?"

I sigh, "Out"

"With?"

I smirk, "Olaf"

"Okay!"

I turn as he closes my room door and I hear a click. "Tyler!"

I rush to the door to find out that its locked, "hey!" I bang on the wood, "its not funny, open the door, Ty"

"What?" he calls out from the other side of the door, "can't hear you"

"I swear Tyler Paxton, I'll set your door on fire if you don't open it now"

He laughs, "Well in the immortal words of your date, some things are worth melting for"

I can't help my snort of laughter, "that didn't even make sense, since when does wood melt?"

I hear him laugh as he unlocks the door and opens it. I shoot him a mock glare, "you're going to make me late"

"Late to what?"

I roll my eyes and head back to the mirror to finish applying the rest of my makeup. "I have a date, Ty"

"With who?"

"Someone I met back home, apparently he lives in Boston"

"Name?"

I sigh, "Adam"

"Age?"

You've got to be kidding me. "Seventeen, his birthday is in May"

"Social Security number?"

I shoot him a glare, "why would I know that?"

Tyler folds his arms, "I don't approve"

"You don't even know him"

"I don't need to. What I do know is that you've been crying over a boy that broke your heart and now you're getting ready to go out with another one"

My hand drops from my face and I grip the edge of the dresser, "that-" I take a breath, "it's just a date, nothing serious"

Tyler sighs and walks towards me, "I know what you're doing, Bella"

My gaze is firmly trained on my eye shadow palette, "I'm not doing anything"

He scoffs softly, "you've forgotten that I know you like the back of my hand. I also know that using someone as a distraction is not only wrong, but it won't help"

Damn him!

I exhale and turn to look at my brother, a smile plastered on my face, "I'm not using Adam as a distraction, I'm just going to have dinner with a cute guy, if my mind happens to stop spinning around Cole Matthews like a freaking cyclone for a few hours, then that's all well and good"

I hate the sympathy Tyler tries to hide on his face, "Bella-"

"I just want it to stop" I drop my head, determined not to let the tears threatening to fall. I intentionally did not use waterproof makeup because I will not cry.