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    "And if I ever do decide to forgive you, which is unlikely," I told Justin, "I will be the one to call you, and you are not to contact me again after this."

    He stared at the ground. "Look, Christa, I really don't think I deserve this."

    "Of course you don't. Guys never do," I said bitterly. "But consider how you would feel if you found me with another guy."

    Justin looked up at me. "It wasn't like that, Christa. It was my sister's best friend, and she was over at my house. We weren't doing anything--"

    "Right," I said, voice full of sarcasm. "That's why I caught you--"

    "We weren't doing anything!" he protested. "You just--"

    "Get off my freaking property!" I yelled, and after looking at me sadly, he turned and obliged.

    "We're over," I told Jena. "Totally, completely over."

    She stared back at me. "But you guys were such a cute couple!"

    "Were," I repeated. "And besides, Jena, you'd break up with him too if you caught him with his sister's best friend."

    "I would," she admitted. "I just think it's sad. I always thought you two would last forever and have cute little babies and--"

     "Shut up?" I cut in. "Please?"

    "Oh, Christa, I'm so sorry," she sighed, wrapping her arms around my waist, and I finally let myself cry into her shoulder.

    "I thought the same thing you did," I whispered. "I always thought that Justin and I were just meant to be. I can't believe he was with Priscilla."

    Jena giggled, and I shot her a look. "Sorry. I just can't help it. Every time I hear that name..." She giggled again.

    "Look, I have to go, okay?" I hugged her one last time and turned to go. "I just wanted to come tell you what happened."

    "I'm really sorry, Chrissy," she told me, blowing a kiss, and I pretended to catch it and throw it back. "I'll always love you."

    "Thanks, Jene. Bye."

    I closed the door softly behind me and headed down the sidewalk. Amber leaves fluttered to the ground around me, and I kicked a small pile, watching them sway in their windy path. I really had thought that Justin and I would last forever. It had been the shock of my life to see him with his sister's best friend, the most popular girl in school, Priscilla.

    I smiled. I understood Jena's inability to keep a straight face at the sound of the name. "Priss", as everyone called her, fit the name all too well. Closing my eyes, I sunk down to the ground, leaning against a tree, my hands fanned out on the grass beside me.

     *cLiCk*

    My eyes shot open and I stared at the guy. He wore sunglasses and a beanie pulled way down over his forehead, and try as I might, I couldn't recognize him. He was just standing there with a camera, snapping pictures of me as though I were some kind of art exhibit.

    "What exactly are you doing?" I snapped.

    He jumped, as though he hadn't noticed that my eyes had opened. "Whoa. Sorry. I didn't know you were awake."

    "Why are you taking pictures of me? What are you, some stalker freak?"

    He laughed. "Sweetheart, if I was a stalker, I wouldn't waste my time on you."

    My mouth dropped open, and he laughed again. "I'm kidding. You're not that bad."

    I wasn't sure whether I should laugh or not, and finally let out a strangled chuckle. "So what are you doing?"

    His cheeks flushed a deep red. Finally, I thought. "I was just...walking by," he said, gesturing to the sidewalk, "and I saw you, and I thought...well, I thought that you were beautiful, and..."

    I nodded, a wide smile spreading across my face. "And you couldn't resist but take pictures of a totally stalk-worthy girl."

    He laughed again. "You caught me."

    "Well, it was nice to meet you and all, but I think you'd better be going."

    "You're a heartbreaker, aren't you?" He smiled at me. "But okay, I'll go. Bye the way? I'm Justin."

    I stared after him as he loped away, smiling at me over his shoulder. The name...why did he have to have that name? He seemed so nice, but I knew that I could never be with anyone again who possessed that name. Because with each time I said it, I would be reminded of all the tainted memories.

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