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into you."
    "I think she did it because she lost a bet."
    I scratched the back of my head, trying to remain casual. Way to make yourself look pathetic, Kent.
    "Well, that's pretty shitty. You should be having sexy dreams about someone more deserving."
    Someone like you? Christ. "So why did you really come over? I know it wasn't to walk."
    She sighed as her shoulders shrugged. My eyes dropped to her chest. She was far from stacked like the big breasted porn star I liked to watch, but Elly's were real. And Elly's. She looked at me and I pretended that I was looking at the grass just beyond her before meeting her eyes. I hoped like hell she didn't catch me staring at her boobs.
    "I just wanted to tell you thank you for the awesome birthday." Something about her tone was off. I studied her for a minute longer, her lips were pursed and then she smiled at me. She put her hand on my arm and pushed me to the side. I was half expecting it so I caught myself.
    I let out a little chuckle. "You're welcome. Sorry it wasn't everything you'd hoped for."
    "It was. And more. So thanks. And we're at my street. I'll see you later. My mom is taking me clothes shopping. Yay."  
    Elly hated clothes shopping. I opened my mouth to talk but she held up her hand to stop me.
    "No. I don't want you to go with me." She pushed me again and then crossed the street, leaving me alone.

Chapter Four

    ELLY
    "Kent! Your girlfriend is here!" I stood beside Kent's mom as she called up the stairs. I fought back a giggle. Kent was very insistent about our relationship. And I'm pretty sure his mom knew that and teased him about it on purpose.
    "MOM! We've talked about this! She's not my girlfriend!" Kent yelled downstairs from the safety of his room.
    "Regardless dear, don't forget that you need to leave the door open."
    There was annoyance in his voice as he called down again, "Can you just send her up, please?"
    I waved at his mom as I went up the stairs. "Thanks, Mrs. L."  
    I went into his room slowly, looking around suspiciously, "I made her call up here, you know. I didn't want a repeat of the sock performance." When I saw that he was just sitting on his bed with a controller in his hands I moved closer and let my book bag fall off my shoulder and land at his feet.
    Kent's cheeks were burning red. "I can't help you never knock, and you're a ninja. I didn't hear you either!" He frowned and I scoffed.
    "You didn't hear me because you were too into what your hand was doing. I'm fat, Kent, you should be able to hear me coming."
    "Can we change the subject already?"  
    Oh how I loved teasing him. Watching him squirm around uncomfortably was pure joy. I bent down and unzipped my book bag. "I got the goods for you." I threw Twizzlers at his chest and he caught them with one hand.
    "This feels like a drug deal," he chuckled as he set them on the floor by his leg.  
    "It is a drug deal, pretty much." I pulled out a two-liter of Mountain Dew and put it next to his leg.  
    "How much do I owe you?" he asked as he stared at the Dew.
    "It's my turn to buy, you don't owe me anything."
    "Alright." He said softly as his attention turned back to me. "So, you want to play?" Kent held the controller out for me to take. I grabbed the controller and sat on his bed. I did want to play, just not the silly video game. I smiled sweetly in his direction, "Sure, could you go get us some glasses for the Dew?"
    "Ok. No cheating while I'm gone." Kent stood up and went downstairs. I heard him talking to his mom but I couldn't hear what he was saying because I was too busy hiding his controllers. I stuffed them into his sock drawer, burying them deep. Then I moved to the door to see if I could hear anything. I couldn't so I went back to his bed and sat on it innocently. I quickly ripped open the Twizzlers and made sure my hands looked busy. So busy they couldn't have hidden his controllers.
    His feet thumped up the stairs and soon he was back, two glasses in hand. "You done playing