Theadore's Man ...My Dream Man 8

Theodore cried al night. Not only was she crying, but Bryce would not stop calling. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anybody as persistent as him! I was about to go into Theodore’s room, take her phone, smash it into pieces and throw it out the window. But the other thing was she kept answering it. Yea, that’s right. She would answer it, yell for about 10 minutes, hang up, cry for another 10 minutes, and Bryce would call all over again. So when I woke up in the morning, I was not a happy camper. Not only because I didn’t get any sleep, or found out that Bryce is a lying piece of dirt, but also because I remembered that I had no best friend. I realized in the wake of all this chaos, I hadn’t realized that I had feelings for Brody. Well, at least not THOSE kind of feelings. I didn’t know what to do. I really didn’t. I was stumped. Of course Brody didn’t have those kind of feelings for me, did he?? He did act weird when I kissed Bryce, but no way! He had another girlfriend. Remember?? I talked to her.

After I got ready for school I went downstairs to eat some breakfast. As I was making toast and getting some orange juice my mom walked in with a disappointed look on her face. She knew that Bryce had cheated on Theodore, but she didn’t know who with, And at that moment when she walked through that kitchen door, I knew she knew. “ Kennedy. How could you do that to your sister?” What?! I told him to get off of me…he was the one who kissed me!” My mother looked at me like she wanted to believe me, but she just couldn’t. “Honey, Theodore told me Bryce was cheating on her with you.” “Yea ...He tried to, but I wouldn’t let him! You can ask Theodore, She saw what happened.” I hope your telling the truth, I juts can’t imagine you would do that to your sister.” And she walked out of the kitchen to go ask Teddy what she had saw. I did not have time to wait around for my mom’s apology for accusing me of what she accused me of. I mean, I did go along with one kiss, but I stopped it after that.

I walked out the door, toast in hand and started my long walk to school. “Great!” I thought “ I’m gonna smell like I just ran a triatholon by time I get to school.” It was a very humid day, the worst kind to walk in. But then as if a giant clod had rolled over the sun, it got dark. I looked toward the sun and what do ya know?.. There IS a giant cloud covering the sun! That’s when the rain started falling in big droplets from the sky. I could NOT believe this day. I get accused of being my sisters boyfriend mistress, my toast is getting soaked, and along with my toast I am too. Forget the triatholon look, now I was headed toward the wet dog look.

As I walked into the school, my converses squeaking, clothes drenched, (luckily I didn’t have any books with me) I saw Brody with a little petite read head attached to his hip. I could literally fell my heart tearing into little shreds at the sight of them together. I stood there staring, not realizing that Bryce had walked up right behind me. “Hey” he said in a voice I thought once as sexy, but now thought of it as the voice of 5 year old trapped in the body of a 17 year old ass. “What do you want?” I replied, gritting my teeth as an effort not so kick his ass right then and there. “I just wanted to say that I’m sorry.” “Go away, I never want to see your face again!!!!” “I understand” and he turned and walked toward his group of friends. Just the sight of him made my blood boil beneath my skin! His blue eyes no longer seemed to make my knees buckle at the sight of him. His black hair that fell over his face no longer made me want to brush it away lightly so I could see his eyes. I no longer wanted anything to do with Bryce Lasterform.

I wondered why I didn’t recognize the red head. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her before around here. She reminded me of an elf. Without the big pointy ears that is .She was pretty, but not pretty enough for Brody. Nobody was pretty or smart enough for Brody. I never saw him in this light before. It’s like I was just now noticing the way his jeans fit him in all the perfect places, or the way his hair glowed golden in the sunlight. And especially the way his brown eyes looked like Hershey kisses. He was very cute! And I was juts now realizing it! Friends of mine that were girls always talked to me about him, trying to get me to talk to him for them. I always did, but he never showed any interest. I was determined to earn Brody’s friendship back, it didn’t matter if he didn’t like me as more than a friend, which he never would, I just knew that I needed to be around him, to know he was there for me, and him know I was there for him.