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my arms, and nod at him curtly.
    End of discussion.
    But clearly he isn't going to take 'no' for an answer.
    "Friday doesn't work? What better offer could you possibly have?"
    Gee, thanks asshole .
    "I'm not going out with you. Sorry."
    "I don't think I heard you correctly. Did - Wait. Are you turning me down ?" Rick is practically shouting this last part. His eyebrows are pinching together slightly, confused. And yes, he's angry. I clutch my books tighter and look over at Weston, who has his eyes narrowed at Ricks' back. What the hell is his problem? Is he pissed that I just rejected his best friend? Whatever the reason is for the scowl, I can't look at him. I'm too embarrassed.
    Humiliated even.
    Scared too. I can feel the tears prickling behind my eyes.
    "I'm sorry," I repeat, walking away before I start to cry. My heart is beating so fast. So fast . For so many reasons:
    1. How often do I get asked on a date by a wildly popular guy at school? Um, hardly ever. Okay. More like never . The last time I checked, my last date was in the school marching band and didn't play a sport. But still, an asshole is an asshole, and I'm not dating one no matter how popular he is.
    2. I've never actually told someone to their face I wasn't interested in dating them. Mostly just via text, or Jenna does the rejecting for me. I hope I never have to do it again. It's a horrible feeling.
    3. I've never turned one guy down for a date, while the guy who makes my heart beat wildly watches from the side. That in itself could give a young girl a stroke.
    Screw them both .
     
    WESTON
    "I know I've never been on a date with her, but anytime I see another guy talking to her, I wanna punch him in the face." - Cousin Jack (what not to do)
     
    I turn towards Rick just as Molly rushes off down the hallway, resisting the impulse to chase after her... even thought I know it's the right thing to do. She was clearly upset and now I feel like a shithead for just standing there letting Rick act like an asshole. Right now, I feel like it may as well have been me demeaning her in public; which is exactly what I think Rick was doing.
    I cannot stand being his friend.
    The desire to go after her is immediately replaced by the urge to plant a facer on Rick - right here, right now - in the hallway at school. I clench and unclench my right fist, which hangs at my side and is my punching arm.
    Rick lets out a loud satisfied sigh and says, "She'll come around eventually. They all do," He clamps his hand down onto my stiff, aching shoulder in an effort to be congenial.
    "Don't fucking touch me," I growl, shaking out of his grip.
    "Dude, what the hell is your problem?" He grabs a Pop Tart from the box I keep in my locker for emergencies because - well - I'm always hungry. Rick proceeds to rip open the foil wrapper, making a ton of noise, than stuffs it in his mouth. "Man, you really need to get laid." As he chews my Pop Tart, crumbs fall from his mouth. Now I really want to pound the piss out of him.
    "Couldn't you just leave off when she said she didn't want to go out with you? Christ you're pathetic." I snarl at him as I slam my locker shut with a loud bang that echoes in the corridor, and walk off leaving him gapping at me.
     

 
    Chapter Five
    MOLLY
    "I am not the Jerk Whisperer. If I was, I'd write a book about it and make millions." - Tasha
     
    A few hours later, Jenna and I are lying around my den snuggling up on the couches, texting our friends, and of course, gossiping. Pretty Little Liars is on in the background. As usual.
    "So okay. Tell me again how Rick tried sticking his junk in your face," Jenna says, snickering.
    "Oh my god shut up Jenna. It was terrible."
    "But also kind of funnyyyy....or.... no .......?"
    "You're a shitty friend, do you know that?" I shout it out, even as we both burst into hysterics. I can't help it - the girl makes me laugh.
    I pick up a pillow and throw it at her.
    "You know, I bet he has a small penis," Jenna says as she reaches