“No, if I was related to Rihanna I wouldn't be going to Central Glade. I'd be on the road touring with her. I could be one of her backup dancers.”
“You wish.”
“Actually, I do. Now are you going to shut up and let me tell you what happened?”
“Fine.”
“Was he serious? Was he teasing you or did he really call you a snob?”
“I’m not sure.”
“I don't think you should hang out with him again.”
“Like I said, I don't know that I will,” Tamara said, but they both knew it was a lie.
“This is worse than Doug. At least he only stood you up for his friends. He didn't call you a snob.”
“Amber, I think what Doug did was worse. Really, I do.”
“It's your heart and reputation.”
“You're one to talk. You the Missus of Mister and Missus BookWorm.”
“Shut up!” Amber said. Tamara had to hold the phone away from her ear to get some respite from Amber's high pitched bubbling laughter.
“I gotta go. I have some things to do before I go to bed.”
“Cool, I need to call Josh anyway.”
“Night.”
Chapter Two
“That's him!” Tamara said, bumping into Amber's shoulder causing her to mess up the combination to her locker.
“Him who?” Amber asked looking around, “It's
Monday, Tam, I'm not awake enough for this.”
“Hayden,” Tamara whispered.
“Where?” Amber asked, her eyes opening wide and turning her head in every direction except the correct one.
“Talking to Greg.”
“Oh! Are you sure he's part of the chess club? He's hot!”
“I told you so!”
“So you did.”
“Remember you're taken!” Tamara poked Amber in the side without taking her eyes off of Hayden.
“You're crushing.”
“No, I'm not!”
“Yes you are!”