Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19
I looked at my phone and sighed. “It’s him.”
“Speaking of the devil, answer it!” she insisted. I
pressed the phone to my ear.
“What?” I hissed, earning a glare from Mere. ‘Be nice,’
she mouthed to me. I rolled my eyes at her.
“What are you doing?” he sounded casual, chirpy
almost.
“Why are you calling me?” This is how our normal
conversations go. I’m snappy and angry and he
doesn’t even mind.
“Can’t I just talk to you? I don’t know many people
here,” he sighed.
“I constantly tell you to make friends but you follow
me around like a lost puppy,” I countered. Suddenly
the phone was ripped from my hand and Mere was
leaping off of the counter.
“Hello?” she waited a minute. “You’re library boy,
right?” she sighed before replying. “You’re the boy
that flirted with her at the library, right?”
“Meredith Alexandra Turner!” I snapped and she
glared at me before running behind a game cart. I
advanced toward her.
“Yes, she did tell me about that,” she replied. “Yeah,
that’s me. I was surprised that you accepted my
request!” she said cheerfully.
“Mere!” I hissed, trying to grab onto her but she
slowly backed away from me. She had a height and
speed advantage but I had anger and an annoyance
advantage.
“I’m her best friend and her co-worker, future sister
in law, too,” she smirked. “No, I’m not dating her
brother yet but I will, soon enough,” she explained.
“Meredith, give me back my cell phone!” I tried to
jump but tripped. She laughed loudly as if he said a
joke.
“You know him? You’re so lucky! She won’t let me
talk to him. She even blocked me on his Facebook
and Twitter,” she waited a moment. “Yes, because
she thinks I’m using her to get to him,” she told him.
I told Mere why I didn’t want her to meet my brother
a while back but I don’t believe that anymore. It’s like
she’s my sister now and it’d be weird to walk into
my house to see her and my brother playing tonsil
tennis on the couch.
“Yeah, you get used to her threats and jabs and after
a while, she stops,” Mere convinced.
“Meredith Alexandra Turner, I will grab you by your
hair and I will slice your stomach open and use your
intestines as a noose,” I threatened her, approaching
her slowly.
“And eventually, she’ll start them back up again,” she
informed him, letting out a nervous laugh. “Yeah,
she tells me how you follow her around like a lost
puppy, too. I think it’s adorable,” she informed him.
“Meredith!” How can she spill my secrets to him like
that; even though they’re not secrets, they’re close to
it.
“You have a cousin? He’s the one that told you to go
flirt with Van?” she waited a minute. “Yeah, I call her
Van. Anyway, your cousin told you to flirt with her?”
she changed the subject again.
I stood there with my hand on my hip, glaring at
Meredith. “I hate you so much Meredith,” I told her
as I tried to grab my phone again. She quickly
dodged me and I continued to glare at her.
“He’s a guy?” Mere frowned after a minute. “He’s
gay? That stinks, I mean, it’s good for him but it
stinks for me.”
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