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you? I adore you, and your attitude.”
    “Leave the girl be,” I heard another voice in the background. It was a man, older and also English. Maybe his father. “Have you never heard of playing hard to get?”
    “Thank you, Mason,” Hale said. “But I think I’m doing just fine without your opinion.” So, not his dad.
    I heard a woman laugh. “Clearly. I’m sure that you’ll still be saying that once she’s filled out a restraining order.” That voice, was very American. So I think it was safe to assume that she wasn’t related to either of those boys.
    “Listen to them,” I said. “Let me eat my cake.”
    “Aww. Are you not naked anymore?” Hale said. Then I heard a sound like someone being hit with a pillow and then a grunt. “Rude, Mollie.”
    “So is asking a girl if she’s naked,” Mollie snapped.
    I guess he was the crazy one of his family. I could believe that, no problem.
    “This is your fault,” he said, not to me.
    “Shut up,” Mollie laughed. “I told you to make a friend, not be a weirdo.
    “Hale,” I said. “You need to listen to your family. Leave me alone, or else.”
    “God, you’re cute. Or else what? Say it slowly, would you?”
    Damn it. I didn’t have a threat. “Or else I’ll do something mean.”
    “As opposed to how sweetly you’ve been treating me? Bring it, Rory. I’m not scared of you in the least.”
    “Well you will be if you keep trying to figure me out,” I said flatly before I hung up the phone.
     
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    Most of the weekend was calm after that. I got the odd text but I just ignored them. I had nothing to say and every reason to not answer them. If only that was enough to make him stop. I drowned my worries in the rest of the cake Hadley made and tried to forget about it.
    I heard my name being called by my mother and I opened my eyes. She was standing in my doorway with a mug in her hands. “Morning, love. Forget something?”
    I was groggy from sleep and I sat up. “What did I forget?” I slurred.
    She took a few steps closer and held her phone out to me. The screen was on and I stared at it for a long while. “I don’t get it,” I yawned.
    “What time is it?” she sipped on her drink. Coco, by the smell of it.
    I glanced back at her phone and the numbers said it was just past ten. “OH MY GOD!” I shot out of bed like I was on fire. Not that I would know how that felt, since I was fire proof. “I’M LATE!” I dropped the phone on the bed and went to run. But Mom caught me by the waist.
    “Hold on,” she handed me the mug, “Drink this. And breathe.”
    I did.
    “Don’t panic, you delightfully uptight little girl,” she said as she smoothed my hair down. “I’ve called the school and said you won’t be in today. What’s a single day going to do?” she shrugged.
    I calmed down as the warmth of the coco filled me up. “Okay,” I said. “I guess that’s fine.”
    Mom rolled her eyes. “The only child in the world who won’t jump for joy at getting to play hooky. If I went to school when I was your age, I would have skipped all the time.”
    The panic in me died down a little.
    When I was younger, I used to miss my alarm all the time. When I woke up I’d have panic attacks over being late to school. My teachers were nice enough to put the fear of God into us and they said if we were late then we’d get kicked out of school. That was why Hadley started waking me up. She must have skipped today due to her own sleeping in. Probably hungover.
    “I thought we could maybe watch a movie,” Mom suggested. “Little Shop Of Horrors is playing and I know you haven’t seen it.”
    I shrugged, “Okay. I’ll shower and meet you in the living room.”
    Turns out Mom is a liar. I got out to the living room and she was opening up a brand new DVD of the movie we we’re about to watch. She put it in the DVD player and hopped up on the couch.
    I didn’t know why she lied and I didn’t bother asking.
    The movie began and I quickly