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Contra-Bandy ch18If Shawn had gone with me, I might not have felt so stupid. That sort of things happened a lot, and I was starting to realize it was not because he took up all of the Stupid in the room. In fact, the truth was
"You're back," Caroline said, smiling and actually waving a little. Angie had gone back to reading her book, but with no semblance of peace or even comfort. Her shoulders were hunched, and she took a noticeably long time to turn a page. She didn't look up at me.
I nodded, and walked wistfully over to the couch. I say 'wistfully', but really it was just a dizzy sort of totter quieted down for the girls' sake and my own pride. They were like lionessesshow any sign of weakness, and they would pounce on it. "I had to get something," I lied, something less than smooth about it.
This drew a snort from Angie, who still didn't look up from her book. I had a feeling that she woul
Color Me InAfter the mostly pleasant chaos of Giovanni's house, my flat felt dreadfully dull. I didn't want to mope, though, so I decided to spend Sunday cleaning up a bit. By the time I thought of it, it was too far into the evening to lug my things down to the laundry. There were still plenty of other chores I had been putting off, though. I started with the least disgusting. Even if I couldn't wash any dirty clothes until tomorrow, I could at least gather them up.
Unfortunately, this didn't take long. I really was infernally tidy, and I hadn't been in a mood to toss my clothes anywhere but in the laundry basket lately. I gave it a little kick and wished I hadn't spent so much of the morning sleeping in, even though some of my friends would have argued that it was what Sundays were for. The rest of the day had been given over to homework and the realization that I had actually begun to understand maths.
Inevitable XIn the first five seconds after Van rushed off, three things happened. I unfroze myself enough to hold my stinging cheek and slide down the wall, the door swung gently shut with a painful click, and the phone rang. The first was the only thing I could actually deal with, but I managed to answer the phone after two more rings.
"Hello?" Ugh, I sounded so pathetic. Like pond scum drudged out of a mud sucker's nose er, gills.
" Where's Van?"
Fuck everythingI knew that voice. A growl started at the back of my mouth, but I held it in check. The last thing I needed to do was get in to a shouting match with the green-haired bastard. Especially since he always won somehow. "He's not here," I said evenly, gritting my teeth.
Christian made some kind of whistling noise as he breathed in. I hoped it was because he was having an asthma attack. "Why isn't he at home at luncht
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