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August 8, 2007
"Where have you BEEN?" I shout as my sister walks into the family room. "Nowhere!" she says defensively. "You've been out with Mikey haven't you!?" I say, "Honey, shooooosh! Cameron will hear!" she says. "Don't 'Honey, shoosh' ME!" I say. "FELICITY, SHUT UP! I AM TRYING TO SLEEP!" Cameron yells from upstairs. "SORRY CAM! AND DO NOT CALL ME THAT!" I shout. "You HAVE been with Mikey! Becca, you KNOW we're not allowed NEAR them!" I hiss. "But... I like him, Honey, and he likes me back!" she says. "I know, but you KNOW how Cam is! He'll KILL you if he finds out!" I whisper. "But... I can't stay away from him! You like one of them too, Honey! I see the way you watch that Frank kid!" she whispers angrily. I pause. 'How does she know?' I think to myself. "HA! YOU DO LIKE HIM! You've probably been meeting with him too! So you have NO right to yell at ME when YOU'RE doing the exact same thing!" Becca says. "I have not! Besides, he probably hates me!" I say, hurt. "He doesn't. Mikey says he talks about you all the time. Everyone knows who he's talking about even though he doesn't know your name," Becca says, grinning. "He does? But...why?" I ask. "I dunno. Mikey says Frank'a getting really annoying at their house. He won't shut up about you. I can arrange a meeting, if you like!" Becca says impishly. "But... what if Cameron finds out??" I say, suddenly hopeful. "He won't. I won't tell if youy promise not to tell about me and Mikey!" she says. "Deal!" I say. We shake on it, then Becca runs outside into the woods, where Mikey is probably still waiting for her. Five minutes later, she's back. "He said Frank'll meet you at midnight by the swings in the park!" she says. "SHIT! I gotta go then! Cover for me, okay? Love you, bye!" I say as I race out the door.
*AT MIDNIGHT*
I'm sitting on the swings, drawing shapes in the mulch with the toe of my steel-toed combat boot. "Felicity?" a voice says. "Huh? Don't call me that!" I say automatically, not looking up from my shoe, thinking it's Cameron and that I'm in trouble. "Sorry. Mikey told me that was your name. So... what am I supposed to call you?" the voice says. "Huh? Oh, hi Frank! Um, well everyone calls me Honey..." I say nervously. "Well, hi Honey!" he says. We start talking and before I know it, it's five AM and the sun's rising. "Fuck... I need to leave, I'm sorry! Here's my number, call me if you wanna talk again, but meet me somewhere dark!" I say. "Why dark? Are you a vampire or something?" he says jokingly. I pull my upper lip back, showing my fangs. "Whoa you ARE! Me too!" he says, making a snarl and showing his left eyetooth. "Awesome! Now you understand why I REALLY need to leave, I'm really sorry. Meet me here tonight at eleven!" I shout over my shoulder as I run away.
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