When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E104

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When Trouble Meets Trouble -S01 E104

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“It’s no biggie,” he scraped the shovel against the soft

snow, making a pile at the bottom of the stairs. He

smiled up at me. “Anyway, if you want to…you can

repay me with a date.”

I bit my lip. Lie, lie, lie, lie. “Actually, Caleb…I have a

boyfriend,” I lied. I felt so guilty but relieved.

“Who? Francis?” he asked with furrowed eyebrows

and I bit my lip as I shook my head. So he’d heard

about what happened, probably from his friends.

“He goes to our school,” I feigned a smile. “You

probably don’t know him.”

“Show me him on Monday…at lunch. I’d love to

meet the lucky guy,” he smiled as he slowly walked

away. I nodded my head.

“Will do,” I replied as I closed my door. I…will do no

such thing!

“You lying liar, you don’t have a boyfriend!” my

brother snapped once I closed the door. I jumped

from surprise and glanced at my brother who had

his hands on his hips in a parent-like manner.

“What was I supposed to do? Let him take me on a

date?” I asked.

“No, because that’s so crazy! Who even does that?

Nobody goes on dates anymore,” my brother

sarcastically retorted. “You should have just told him

you weren’t interested.”

“It’s not that easy!” I replied as I walked past him into

the living room.

“What’s so hard about it? ‘Sorry, Caleb, I’m just not

into you,” my brother mocked as he followed me

into the living room. “Who are you going to pretend

your boyfriend is? You already said it wasn’t going to

be Fra-.”

My brother paused mid-sentence and I turned

around to face him. “Are you dating Jonah?”

I shook my head. “Do you like Jonah?”

I was quiet as I stared at my brother. “You like Jonah!

Finally, you admit it! What are you going to do? Are

you going to tell him?” He sounds just like Mere

when I told her!

“I’m not going to do anything. I’m going to wait until

my feelings for him pass!” I replied as he stared at

me. I sure hope they pass soon.

“You’re going to pretend he’s your boyfriend, right?”

my brother asked and I shook my head. “Yes, you

are!”

“No, I’m not!” I exclaimed as I shook my head again.

“At least ask him to do it,” my brother replied. “It

wouldn’t be for long, just a day.”

“No, I will do no such thing,” I crossed my arms

over my chest in a stubborn manner. “Now if you’ll

excuse me. I’m going to go search the yearbook for

a potential rent-a-boyfriend. Okay? Thank you.”

I walked up the stairs and face palmed. Why did I

have to lie? What did I get myself into?