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Flipped怦然心动

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Flipped怦然心动FlippedbyWendelinVanDraanenAllI'veeverwantedisforJuliBakertoleavemealoneForhertobackoffyouknow,justgivemesomespaceItallstartedthesummerbeforesecondgradewhenourmovingvanpulledintoherneighborhoodAndsincewe'renowaboutdonewiththeeighthgrade,that,myfriend,makesmorethanhalfadecadeofstrategicavoidanceandsocialdiscomfortShedidn'tjustbargeintomylifeShebargedandshovedandwedgedherwayintomylifeDidweinvitehertogetintoourmovingvanandstartclimbingalloverboxesNo!Butthat'sexactlywhatshedid,takingoverandshowingofflikeonlyJuliBakercanMydadtriedtostopher“Hey!”hesaysasshe'scatapultingherselfonboard“WhatareyoudoingYou'regettingmudeverywhere!”Sotrue,tooHershoeswere,like,cakedwiththestuffShedidn'thopout,thoughInstead,sheplantedherrearendonthefloorandstartedpushingabigboxwithherfeet“Don'tyouwantsomehelp”Sheglancedmyway“Itsurelookslikeyouneedit”Ididn'tliketheimplicationAndeventhoughmydadhadbeentossingmethesamesortoflookallweek,Icouldtellhedidn'tlikethisgirleither“Hey!Don'tdothat,”hewarnedher“Thereargusting,andrevoltingHangingnearherdidn'tstoptheBakerboysfromshovingcrackersinwhole,thoughMan,IwasjustwaitingforthemtowrapthemselvesaroundatablelegandflexJuli,herdad,andmygrandfatherwereofftothesidetalkingnonstopaboutsomething,andmydadwasoverwithMrsBakerlookingaboutasstupidasIfelt,standingbymyselftalkingtonooneMymomfluttersovertomeandsays,“Youdoingokay,honey”“Yeah,”Itellher,butsheforcesmeovertowhereGranddadisanyway“Goon,goon,”shewhispers“Dinnerwillbereadyinaminute”SoIstandthereandthegroupofthemopensup,butit'smorelikeareflexthananythingNoonesaysawordtomeTheyjustkeeprightontalkingaboutperpetualmotionPerpetualmotionMyfriend,Ididn'tevenknowwhatperpetualmotionwasTheyweretalkingclosedsystems,opensystems,resistance,energysource,magnetism…itwaslikejoiningadiscussioninadifferentlanguageAndJuli,Juliwassayingstufflike,“Well,whatifyouputthemagnetsbacktobackreversedthepolarity”likeshereallyunderstoodwhattheyweretalkingaboutThenmygranddadandherdadwouldexplainwhyherideawouldn'twork,butallthatdidwasmakeJuliaskanotherquestionIwascompletelylostAndeventhoughIwaspretendingtofollowalongwithwhattheyweresaying,whatIwasreallydoingwastryingnottostareatJuliWhenmymomcalledusfordinner,IdidmybesttopullJuliasideandapologizetoher,butshegavemethecoldshoulder,andwhocouldblameher,reallyIsatdownacrossfromher,feelingprettylowWhyhadn'tIsaidsomethingtoGarrettinthelibraryIdidn'thavetopunchhimWhyhadn'tIjusttoldhimhewasoutoflineAfterMomservedeveryonetheirfood,Dadseemedtodecidethatheoughttobetheonedirectingtheconversation“So,MikeandMatt,”hesays,“you'reseniorsthisyear”“Amen!”theysaytogether“AmenAsinyou'regladhighschool'sover”“Absolutely”Myfatherstartstwirlinghisfork“Why'sthat”MattandMikelookateachother,thenbackatmydad“Theregurgitationgetstoyouafterawhile”“Isn'tthatfunny,”hesays,lookingaroundthetable“Highschoolwasprobablythebesttimeofmylife”MattorMikesays,“SeriouslyDude,it'stotallylame!”MrsBakershootshimalook,butthatdoesn'tstophim“Well,itis,MomIt'sthatwholerobotronattitudeofeducationConfine,confute,conformI'vehadtotallyenoughofthatscene”MydadeyesmymomwithalittleItoldyousogrin,thensaystoMattandMike,“SoItakeitcollegeisoutofthequestion”God,whatwaswithhimInaflashIwasclutchingmyforkandknife,readytodukeitoutforacoupleofguyswhopinchedmycheeksandcalledmebabybrotherItookadeepbreathandtriedtorelaxTriedtodivedowntocalmerwaterThiswasn'tmyfightBesides,MattandMikeseemedcoolwithit“Oh,no,”theysaid“Collegeisatotalpossibility”“Yeah,wegotacceptedacoupleofplaces,butwe'regoingtogivethemusicthingashotfirst”“Oh,themusicthing,”myfathersaysMattandMikelookateachother,thenshrugandgetbacktoeatingButLynettaglaresathimandsays,“Yoursarcasmisnotappreciated,Dad”“Lyn,Lyn,”saysMattorMike“It'scoolEveryone'slikethataboutitIt'sashowmedon'ttellmething”“That'sagreatidea,”Lynettasays,jumpingoutofherseatanddashingdownthehallMomfreezes,notsurewhattodoaboutLynetta,butthenMrsBakersays,“Dinnerisabsolutelydelicious,Patsy”“Thanks,TrinaIt's…it'snicetohaveallofyouover”There'saboutthreesecondsofquietandthenLynettacomesinandjabsattheCDplayerbuttonsuntilthedrawerslidesbackin“Lyn,no!Notagoodidea,”saysMattorMike“Yeah,LynIt'snotexactlydinnermusic”“Tough,”saysLynetta,andcranksthevolumeBoom,whack!Boomboom,whack!ThecandlespracticallyshakeintheirholdersthenguitarsripthroughtheairandaboutblowthemoutMattandMikelookupatthespeakers,thengrinateachotherandcallovertomydad,“Surroundsoundawesomesetup,MrLoski!”Alltheadultsweredyingtojumpupandturnthethingdown,butLynettastoodguardandjustgloweredatthemAndwhenthesong'sover,LynettapullsouttheCD,punchesofftheplayer,andthensmilesactuallysmilesatMattandMikeandsays,“ThatistheraddestsongIwanttohearitagainandagainandagain”MattorMikesaystomydad,“Youprobablydon'tlikeit,butit'swhatwedo”Youboyswrotethatsong”““Uhhuh”HemotionsLynettatopasstheCDover,saying,“Justtheonesong”MattorMikelaughsandsays,“Dude,we'vegotathousandsongs,butthere'sonlythreeonthedemo”DadholdsuptheCD“Thisisthedemo”“Yeah”Helooksatitaminuteandsays,“Soifyou'rePissPoor,howdoyouaffordtopressCDs”“Dad!”Lynettasnapsathim“It'sokay,LynJustajoke,right,MrLoski”Mydadlaughsalittleandsays,“Right,”butthenadds,“AlthoughIamalittlecuriousThisisobviouslynotahomedonedemo,andIhappentoknowstudiotime'scostprohibitiveformostbands…”MattandMikeinterrupthimwithaslamminghardhighfiveAndwhileI'mgettinguptightaboutmydadaskingthemquestionsaboutmoney,ofallthings,mymom'sfumblingalloverherself,tryingtosweepawaymydad'sbigpawprints“WhenRickandImet,hewasplayinginaband…”PoachedsalmonwassuddenlyswimmingdownthewronghatchAndwhileI'mchoking,Lynetta'sbuggingoutherraccooneyes,gasping,“YouPlayedinabandWhatdidyouplay,clarinet”“No,honey,”mymomsays,tryingtoholditalltogether“Yourfatherplayedguitar”“Guitar”“Cool!”MattorMikesays“RockCountryJazz”“Country,”mydadsays“Whichisnothingtoscoffat,boys”“Dude!WeknowTotalrespect,man”“Andwhenourbandlookedintogettingademomade,itwasastronomicallyexpensiveThatwasinabigcity,wheretherewasalittlecompetitionGettingademomadearoundhereIdidn'tevenknowtherewasafacility”MattandMikearestillgrinning“There'snot”“Sowhere'dyougoAndhow'dyouaffordit”Mymotherwhackshimunderthetableagain,sohesays,“I'mjustcurious,Patsy!”MattandMikeleanin“Wediditourselves”“ThisrighthereYoudidthisyourselvesThat'simpossible”He'slookingalmostmadaboutit“How'dyougetthegear”Mymomkickshimagain,butDadturnsonherandsays,“Stopit,wouldyouI'mjustcurious!”MattorMikesays,“It'scool,MrsLoski”Hesmilesatmydadandsays,“WekeptcruisingtheInternetandthetradeslookingforadealEveryone'sblowingouttheiroldanaloggearfordigitalbecausethat'sthemoveeveryoneelsehasmadeDigital,ifyouwanttoknowouropinion,isweakYoulosetoomuchofthewaveformThere'snotenoughfattoit,andobviouslywelikeitbeefy”Mygranddadputsupafingerandsays,“ButaCD'sdigital,so…”“Exactly,butthatisthelastandonlystepwe'llcompromiseonIt'sjustanecessityofbeingpartoftheindustryEveryonewantsCDsButthemultitrackandthemixdowntotwotrackisanalogAndwecouldaffordit,MrLoski,becausewegotusedgearandwe'vebeensavingupourpenniessinceweweretwelveyearsold”Hegrinsandsays,“YoustillplayWecould,youknow,laydownsomeofyourtunesifyouwant”Mydadlooksdown,andforasecondIcouldn'ttellifhewasgoingtogetmadorcryThenhesortofsnortsandsays,“Thanks,butthat'snotmeanymore”WhichwasprobablytheonlyhonestthingmydadsaidallnightAfterthathewasquietHe'dtrytoplasterupasmilenowandthen,butman,underneathithewasbroodyAndIwasfeelingkindofbadforhimWashethinkingaboutthegoodolddaysplayinginabandItriedpicturinghimincowboybootsandacowboyhat,withaguitarstrappedacrosshisshoulder,playingsomeoldWillieNelsonsongHewasrightitjustwasn'thimButthefactthatiteverhadbeenmademefeelevenmorelikeastrangerinastrangelandThen,whenthenightwasoverandtheBakerswerepilingoutthefrontdoor,somethingelsestrangehappenedJulitouchedmyarmAndforthefirsttimethatnightshewaslookingatmeItwasthatlook,too,channeleddirectlyandsolelyatmeShesays,“I'msorryIwassoangrywhenwefirstcameinEveryonehadagoodtime,andIthinkyourmom'sreallyniceforinvitingus”HervoicewasquietAlmostawhisperIjuststoodtherelikeamoron,staringather“Bryce”shesays,touchingmyarmagain“DidyouhearmeI'msorry”Imanagedanod,butmyarmwastingling,andmyheartwaspounding,andIfeltmyselfpullingtowardherThenshewasgoneOutthedoorandintothenight,partofachorusofhappygoodbyesItriedtocatchmybreathWhatwasthatWhatwaswrongwithmeMymotherclosedthedoorandsaid,“ThereNowwhatdidItellyouThatisonedelightfulfamily!ThoseboysarenothinglikeIexpectedLynetta,whydidn'tyoutellmetheywereso…socharming!”“They'redrugdealersiswhattheyare”Everyoneturnedtomyfatheranddroppedtheirjaws“What”mymothersaidThereisnootherwaythoseboyscouldaffordtobuyrecordinggearlikethat”Heglaredat“Lynetta“Isn'tthatso”Lynetta'seyeslookedliketheyweregoingtopoprightoutofherhead“Rick,please!”mymothersaid“Youcan'tjustmakeaccusationslikethat!”“It'stheonlythingthatmakessense,PatsyBelieveme,IknowhowmusiciansareThereisnootherexplanationforthis”Lynettashouted,“Ihappentoknowforafactthattheydon'tuseordealWheredoyougetoffsayingsomethinglikethatYouaresuchatwofaced,condescending,narrowmindedjackass!”Therewasasplitsecondofsilence,andthenheslappedher,smack,rightacrossthecheekThatputmymotherinhisfacelikeI'dneverseenandsentmysisterscreaminginsultsoverhershoulderassherandowntoherroomMyheartwaspoundingLynettawasrightandIalmost,almostgotinhisface,too,andtoldhimsoButthenmygranddadpulledmeasideandwebothretreatedtoourownlittlecornersofthehousePacingaroundmyroom,IhadtheurgetogotalktoLynettaTotellherthatshewasright,thatDadwaswayoutoflineButIcouldhearherthroughthewalls,cryingandscreamingwhilemymomtriedtocalmherdownThenshestormedoutofthehousetowhoknowswhere,andmymomtookupwithmydadagainSoIstayedputAndeventhoughtheearthquitquakingaroundeleveno'clock,thereweretremorsoutthereIcouldfeelthemAsIlayinmybedstaringoutthewindowatthesky,IthoughtabouthowmydadhadalwayslookeddownontheBakersHowhe'dputdowntheirhouseandtheiryardandtheircarsandwhattheydidforalivingHowhe'dcalledthemtrashandmadefunofMrBaker'spaintingsAndnowIwasseeingthattherewassomethingreallycoolaboutthatfamilyAllofthemTheywerejust…realAndwhowereweTherewassomethingspinningwickedlyoutofcontrolinsidethishouseItwaslikeseeinginsidetheBakers'worldhadopenedupwindowsintoourown,andtheviewwasnotaprettyoneWherehadallthisstuffcomefromAndwhyhadn'tIeverseenitbeforeTheDinnerBythetimeIgothome,IknewitwouldbeselfishofmetoboycotttheLoskis'dinnerpartyMymotherhadalreadyspentalotoftimehummingoverpierecipesandgoingthroughherclosetfor“somethingsuitabletowear”She'devenboughtanewshirtforDadandhadscrutinizedwhattheboysintendedtowearObviouslyshewaslookingforwardtothedinnernotthatIreallyunderstoodthat,butIdidn'twanttoruineverythingbytellingheraboutmynewfoundhatredofBryceAndDadfeltbadenoughaboutDavidalreadyThelastthingheneededwastohearaboutcrackpotcommentsmadebyimmatureeighthgradersSothatnightIwentthroughthemotionsofbakingpieswithmymotherandconvincedmyselfthatIwasdoingtherightthingOnedinnercouldn'tchangeanyone'slifeIjusthadtogetthroughitFridayatschoolIavoidedtheblueeyedbratthebestIcould,butthatnightasIgotdressed,IfoundmyselfstaringatthepaintingmyfatherhadgivenmeandbecamefuriousalloveragainBrycehadneverbeenafriendtome,ever!Hehadn'tmadeastandforthetree,he'dthrownawaymyeggs,andhe'dmadefunofmeatmyuncle'sexpense…WhywasIplayingalonglikewewerejollyfriendsandneighborsWhenmymothercalledthatitwastimetogo,IwentoutinthehallwitheveryintentionoftellingherthatIwouldnot,couldnotgototheLoskis'fordinner,butshelookedsolovelyandhappythatIcouldn'tIjustcouldn'tItookadeepbreath,wrappedupapie,andshuffledacrossthestreetbehindmybrothersandparentsChetansweredthedoorMaybeIshould'vebeenmadathim,too,fortellingtheLoskisaboutmyuncle,butIwasn'tIhadn'taskedhimnottotell,andhecertainlywasn'ttheonemakingfunofDavidMrsLoskicameupbehindChet,whiskedusin,andflutteredaboutAndeventhoughshehadquiteabitofmakeupon,IwassurprisedtoseethebluenessofbagsbeneathhereyesThenMrsLoskiandmymotherwentoffwiththepies,mybrothersvanisheddownthehallwithLynetta,andmyfatherfollowedChetintothelivingroomAndwasn'tthatjustdandyThatleftmealoneinthefoyerwithBryceHesaidhitomeandIlostitIspunonhim,snapping,“Don'tyouspeaktome!IoverheardyouandGarrettinthelibrary,andIdon'twanttotalktoyounoworever!”Istartedtowalkintothelivingroom,buthestoppedme“Juli!Juli,wait!”hewhispered“I'mnotthebadguyhere!ThatwasGarrettThatwasallGarrett!”Iglaredathim“IknowwhatIheard”“No!Noyoudon't!I…Iwasfeelingbadabout,youknow,theeggsandwhatI'dsaidaboutyouryardIdidn'tknowanythingaboutyouruncleorwhatkindofsituationyourfamilywasin,okayIjustwantedtotalktosomeoneaboutit”Oureyeslockedforaminute,andforthefirsttimethebluenessofhisdidn'tfreezeupmybrain“IheardyoulaughHemadeajokeaboutmebeingaretard,andyoulaughed”“Juli,youdon'tunderstandIwantedtopunchhim!Really,Idid!Butwewereinthelibrary…”“Soinsteadyoulaughed”Heshruggedandlookedmiserableandsheepish“Yeah”IlefthimJustwalkedintothelivingroomandlefthimIfhewasmakingitup,hewasquiteanactorIfhewastellingthetruth,thenChetwasrighthewasacowardEitherway,Ididn'twanttobeanywherenearhimIstoodbesidemyfatherandtriedtofollowhisdiscussionwithChetaboutsomethingthey'dbothreadinthepaperMyfatherwassaying,“Butwhathe'sproposingwouldrequireaperpetualmotionmachine,soit'snotpossible”Chetreplied,“Maybeinthecontextofwhatscientistsknownow,butdoyouruleitoutcompletely”AtthatmomentIwasfeelingabsolutelynoscientificcuriosityButinadesperateattempttoblockBryceLoskifrommymind,Iasked,“What'saperpetualmotionmachine”MyfatherandChetglancedateachother,chuckled,thenshrugged,givingmethesensethatthey'djustagreedtoletmeintoasecretclubMyfatherexplained,“It'samachinethatrunswithoutanyexternalpowersource”“Noelectricity,nofuel,nowaterpropulsion,nothing”Chetglancedovermyshoulderandaskedratherabsently,“Youthinkthat'sadoablething”WhathaddistractedhimWasBrycestillinthefoyerWhydidn'thejustgoawayIforcedmyselftofocusontheconversation“DoIthinkthat'sadoablethingWell,Idon'treallyknowAllmachinesuseenergy,rightEvenrealefficientonesAndthatenergyhastocomefromsomewhere…”“Whatifthemachinegeneratedititself”Chetasked,butoneeyewasstillonthefoyer“Howcoulditdothat”NeitherofthemansweredmeInstead,myfatherstuckouthishandandsaid,“Goodevening,RickNiceofyoutohaveusover”MrLoskipumpedmydad'shandandjoinedourgroup,makinglittlecommentsabouttheweatherWhenthattopicwasalldriedup,hesaid,“Andwow,thatyardofyourshasreallycomealongItoldChetherethatweoughttohirehimoutHereallyknowshispickets,doesn'the”HewasjokingIthinkButmyfatherdidn'ttakeitthatway,andneitherdidChetIwasafraidofwhatmighthappennext,butthenMrsLoskitinkledalittledinnerbellandcalled,“Horsd'oeuvres,everybody!”Thehorsd'oeuvresweredeliciousButwhenmyfatherwhisperedthattheteenytinyblackberriesontopofthecrackersweren'tberriesatall,butcaviar,IstoppedmidbiteFisheggsRepulsive!ThenmyfatherpointedoutthatIatechickeneggsallthetime,sowhygetsqueamishoverfisheggsHehadapointIhesitantlyfinishedthecracker,andbeforelongIwashavinganotherBrycewasstandingallbyhimselfacrosstheroom,andeverytimeIhappenedtolookhisway,hewasstaringatmeFinallyIcompletelyturnedmybackonhimandsaidtomyfather,“Sowho'stryingtoinventaperpetualmotionmachine,anyway”Myfatherlaughed“Madscientistsallovertheworld”“Really”“YesForhundredsofyears”“Well,whatdotheydoWhat'sonelooklike”Itwasn'tlongbeforeChetwasinonthediscussionAndjustasIwasfinallystartingtocatchontomagnetism,gyroscopicparticles,andzeropointenergy,IfeltsomeonestandingbehindmeItwasBryceIcouldfeelmycheeksflushwithangerCouldn'theseeIwantedtobeleftaloneItookastepawayfromhim,butwhatthatdidwasopenupthegroupandallowhimtomoveforwardNowhewasstandinginourcirclelisteningtoourdiscussion!Well!SurelyhewasnotinterestedinperpetualmotionIbarelywasmyself!So,Ireasoned,continuingourdiscussionwoulddrivehimawayIdovebackin,andwhentheconversationstartedtopeterout,IcameupwithmyownideasonperpetualmotionmachinesIwaslikeaperpetualideamachine,spinningridiculoussuggestionsrightoutoftheairAndstillhewouldn'tleaveHedidn'tsayanything,hejuststoodthere,listeningThenwhenMrsLoskiannouncedthatdinnerwasready,Bryceheldmyarmandwhispered,“Juli,I'msorryI'veneverbeensosorryaboutanythinginmywholelifeYou'reright,Iwasajerk,andI'msorry”Iyankedmyarmfreefromhisgraspandsaid,“Itseemstomeyou'vebeensorryaboutawholelotofthingslately!”andlefthimtherewithhisapologyhangingwoundedintheairItdidn'ttakemelongtorealizethatI'dmadeamistakeIshouldhavelethimsayhewassorryandthensimplycontinuedtoignorehimButI'dsnappedathiminthemiddleofanapology,whichsomehowmademetherudeoneIsneakedapeekathimacrossthetable,buthewaswatchinghisdad,whowasaskingmybrothersaboutgraduatingandtheirplansforcollegeIhad,ofcourse,seenMrLoskimanytimes,butusuallyfromadistanceStill,itseemedimpossiblethatI'dnevernoticedhiseyesbeforeTheywereblueBrilliantblueAndalthoughMrLoski'sweresetfartherbackandwerehiddensomewhatbyhiseyebrowsandcheekbones,therewasnomistakingwhereBrycehadgottenhiseyesHishairwasblack,too,likeBryce's,andhisteethwerewhiteandstraightEventhoughChethadcalledBrycethespittingimageofhisfather,I'dneverreallythoughtofthemaslookingalikeButnowIsawthattheydidlookalike,thoughwherehisdadseemedkindofsmug,Bryceseemed…well,rightnowheseemedangryThenfromtheothersideofthetable,Iheard,“Yoursarcasmisnotappreciated,Dad”MrsLoskigaveasmallgasp,andeveryonelookedatLynetta“Well,it'snot,”shesaidInalltheyearswe'velivedacrossthestreetfromtheLoskis,I'vesaidabouttenwordstoLynetta,andshe'ssaidfewerbackTomeshe'sscarySoitwasn'tasurprisetoseeherglaringatherfather,butitwasuncomfortableMrsLoskiwaskeepingasmileperchedonherface,butshewasblinkingalot,glancingnervouslyaroundthetableIlookedfromonepersontothenext,too,wonderingifdinnerattheLoskis'wasalwaysthistenseSuddenlyLynettagotupanddasheddownthehall,butshewasbackinaflashwithaCDinherhandAndwhensheputitintheplayer,Irecognizedoneofmybrothers'songsblaringthroughthespeakersWe'dheardthissong,“CandleIce,”pouringoutofmybrothers'bedroomatleastamilliontimes,sowewereusedtoitButIlookedoveratmymom,worriedthatshemightbeembarrassedbythedistortingguitarsandthegrittylyricsThiswasdefinitelynotcaviarmusicSheseemedalittleuncertain,butinahappywayShewassharingsecretsmileswithmyfather,andhonestly,IthinksheevengiggledMydadwaslookingamused,althoughhewasveryreservedaboutit,andittookmeuntiltheendofthesongtorealizethathewasproudProudthatthisnoisecamefromhisboysThatsurprisedmeDadhasneverbeenrealbigonanyrenditionofmybrothers'band,althoughhe'sneverreallycriticizediteitherButthenMrLoskistartedgrillingMattandMikeabouthowthey'daffordedtorecordtheirownmusic,andtheyexplainedaboutworkingandsavingandshoppingforgooddealsonequipment,andthat'swhenIrealizedwhymyfatherwasproudMybrotherswerefeelingprettygood,too,youcouldtellAnditwasnowonder,withthewayLynettawascarryingonabouthowgreat“CandleIce”wasShewaspositivelygushing,whichseemedveryodd,comingfromLynettaAsIlookedaround,itstruckmethatwewerehavingdinnerwithagroupofstrangersWe'dlivedacrossthestreetforyears,butIdidn'tknowthesepeopleatallLynettadidknowhowtosmileMrLoskiwascleanandsmoothontheoutside,buttherewasadistinctwhiffofsomethingrottenburiedjustbeneaththesurfaceAndtheeverefficientMrsLoskiseemedflustered,almosthyperWasithavingusoverthatwasmakinghernervousThentherewasBrycethemostdisturbingofallbecauseIhadtoadmitthatIdidn'treallyknowhim,eitherAndbasedonwhatI'ddiscoveredlately,Ididn'tcaretoknowanymoreLookingacrossthetableathim,allIgotwasastrange,detached,neutralfeelingNofireworks,noleftoverangerorresurgingfluttersNothingAfterwe'dhaddessertanditwastimetogo,IwentuptoBryceandtoldhimIwassorryforhavingbeensofiercewhenwe'dfirstcomein“Ishould'veletyouapologize,andreally,itwasveryniceofyourfamilytohaveusoverIknowitwasalotofworkand,well,Ithinkmymomhadareallygoodtimeandthat'swhatmatterstome”Wewerelookingrightateachother,butitwasalmostasthoughhedidn'thearme“BryceIsaidI'msorry”Henodded,andthenourfamilieswerewavinggoodbyeandsayinggoodnightIwalkedbehindmymother,whowasholdinghandswithmyfather,andbesidemybrothers,whowerecarryinghomewhatwasleftofourpiesWeallwoundupinthekitchen,andMattpouredhimselfaglassofmilkandsaidtoMike,“ThatMrLoskiwassniffingusoutprettygoodtonight,wasn'the”“NokiddingMaybehethinkswe'rehotforhisdaughter”“Notme,dude!You”Mikegothimselfaglassofmilk,too“That'sSkyler'sgigNowayI'dgothere”Hegrinned“ButshewasreallycooltonightDidshecomedownonpapabearorwhat”Mydadtookapaperplateoutofthecupboardandcutasliceofpie“YouboysshowedalotofrestrainttonightIdon'tknowifIcould'vekeptmycoolthatway”(P
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