got a plan in the works. A friend of my dadâsworks at a construction site, and I think heâll let us go up in one of his cranes.â
âAgh!â Ed yelped. âDo you really want to do that?â
âWhy not?â Kai shrugged. âIf all those construction guys can do it, Iâm sure we can. Youâre not scared of heights, are you?
No, but . . . oh what the hell , Ed thought. Kai was such a breath of fresh air, heâd pretty much follow her into the gates of hell at this point. After all the petty bitchery of Heather, the frustration of Gaia, the multiple-personality disorder of Tatiana, he was having the time of his life. And Kai seemed seriously into him.
Finally, he had figured out what he wanted from a woman. Fun, fun, and a complete lack of drama.
You hear that, Gaia? A complete lack of drama!
A Good Anecdote
GAIA DIDNâT WANT TO GO HOME after all. Her run-in with Sam had rattled her, and her mistake in the park hadnât helped. Instead, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed Oliverâs number.
âGaia,â he said, startling her.
âI hate that you have caller ID,âshe told him, laughing a little. âIâve got to remember to block my number so you canât do that to me.â
âSorry. Iâll play dumb when you call.â
She was struck silent for a moment. A week ago sheâd been wishing Oliver dead-now she was bantering over cell phone etiquette with him.
âI suppose you would have called if any of the deliveries had arrived,â she said.
âThatâs true.â
âSo thereâs been no change?â
âIâm sorry, Gaia, thereâs been no change. Iâm working on it.â
âI know.â She kicked the concrete curb. âDo you know when?
âIt could be in an hour, it could be next week,â he said. âThe wheels are in motion, and Iâm keeping in contact with everyone. But itâs a touchy situation. I donât have many friends left, it seems.â
âItâll be okay,â Gaia told him, then hung up the phone. Just as she had so many times these last few days, she found herself feeling sorry for the old psycho-killer.
This was frustrating. She had to stay off Oliverâs back and let him do his job. But she was bored. School was out for the day, sheâd already been to Jakeâs, and . . . well, she didnât have any other friends, not anymore. The afternoon and evening stretched out in front ofher like . . . like a really long afternoon and evening. She was so bored, even clever metaphors escaped her.
Saved by the bell , she thought as her phone chirped. It was Jake. Gaia hated to admit how glad she was.
âYeah?â she asked.
âIâm bored,â he said.
âI thought you were tired.â
âI was tired. Of working out. Now Iâm bored and Iâm going to go to the comic book store. You coming?â
âYeah, but it might take a while. I have to take a roundabout route to the east side.â
âWhat? Why?â
âLong, long story. I beat up the wrong person.â Jake laughed long and hard in her ear. Gaia grimaced.
âDo you mind?â she asked. âItâs not that funny.â
âActually, it is,â he told her. âSee you when we get there.â
Gaia hung up. This was humiliating. But when she thought about it, she realized that maybe it was sort of funny. Some day Attack of the Killer Kiss-Monster would make a good anecdote.
JAKE
Was that a bad idea? Iâm supposed to play it cool with girls, not spend all my time with them when they pique my interest. But I am bored, and even though she just left my apartment, I want to see Gaia again. Iâm not going to play some stupid keep-my-distance game just to prove something to my testicles. Besides, sheâs about to leave town to go on some mysterious mission. If I stick to the Cool Rule, I might
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