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“illegal chive” is the way to go, eh?
SnowAngel:
maddie, i do not wanna sit here while u googlewhack!
mad maddie:
716 hits. still shabby. wouldn’t it be funny if all 716 were actually about chive and his illegal activities?
SnowAngel:
wouldn’t it be even funnier if u actually talked to ME instead of googlewhacking off in the corner?
mad maddie:
ooo, u make me sound so perverted
SnowAngel:
good-bye, i’m leaving
mad maddie:
what? WHY?
SnowAngel:
cuz ur making my eyes glaze over. anyway, i’ve gotta clean up my room for an open house today. UGH.
mad maddie:
in that case maybe i’ll go hunt down some breakfast—maybe some more of that pizza i had last night. u know, pizza hut pizza is truly amazing. it’s been in our fridge for 2 weeks, but it tastes as good as ever.
SnowAngel:
did u say two weeks? *goes pale*
mad maddie:
i didn’t even heat it up. mmm-mmm good!
    Sat, Dec 4 , 11:52 AM E.S.T .
SnowAngel:
omg, i just realized! chive IS a stoner!!!
mad maddie:
huh?
SnowAngel:
i said he was a stoner at dylan’s party, and u were like, “nooooo.” but he’s TOTALLY a stoner boy.
SnowAngel:
u knew it all along, didn’t u?
mad maddie:
well …
mad maddie:
he’s more than that, tho. he’s not JUST a stoner boy.
SnowAngel:
i’m just saying. *looks knowingly at friend*
SnowAngel:
u can’t pull 1 over on me, madderoo!
    Sun, Dec 5 , 9:18 AM E.S.T .
SnowAngel:
mornin’, sunshine. did u have fun at work last night?
SnowAngel:
zoe?
SnowAngel:
wow, it must have been REALLY good if you can’t even take the time to text back yr dearest friend. either that or really bad …
zoegirl:
sorry, sorry, texting someone else
SnowAngel:
who?
zoegirl:
just someone
SnowAngel:
okay. WHO?
zoegirl:
it was doug, that’s all. he texted me, i didn’t text him.
SnowAngel:
doug texted u? why?
SnowAngel:
did he ask about me?
zoegirl:
you know, angela, it’s not *always* about you.
zoegirl:
we were talking about work, that’s all. about that little kid who cracks us up, graham cracker. last night graham kept presenting his cheek to me and saying, “you can kiss me if you want. little boys need lots of kisses.”
SnowAngel:
aww, i love little kids. they’re so pure.
SnowAngel:
wanna know what i did last night? and just to give u a hint, “pure” would not be the way to describe it.
zoegirl:
that’s right, you went out with maddie and chive! how’d it go?
SnowAngel:
AND meade AND brannen AND whitney.
SnowAngel:
i have to tell u, zoe, i’m feeling weird about it.
zoegirl:
how come?
SnowAngel:
i dunno. i’ve been trying to figure it out. i’ve been trying to figure out chive, mainly. maddie really likes him, u know.
zoegirl:
do you not?
SnowAngel:
no, i DO like him—at least when i’m around him. he’s smart, even tho he talks so s-l-o-w-l-y. and he’s funny. he was totally cracking me up last night, calling everyone “boogie.” as in, “m-boogie, what’s happening?” or “c’mon over here, a-boogie, and get yo-self some chips.”
zoegirl:
he is pretty charming, isn’t he? i remember that from dylan’s party.
SnowAngel:
AND he’s extremely hot
SnowAngel:
i can see why maddie’s into him. i just think he holds too much power over her.
zoegirl:
like jana last year?
SnowAngel:
maybe … but different. chive isn’t trying to use maddie, i don’t think. and he DOES care about her, i can tell. he just doesn’t care about her ENOUGH.
zoegirl:
maybe he doesn’t care about anyone enough.
zoegirl:
you know he kissed whitney, right? but maddie was all, “it’s no big deal, bodies are bodies, blah blah blah.”
SnowAngel:
last night chive was giving maddie all kinds of attention—laughing at her jokes, looking at her in that lazy, bemused way of his—but he was sitting next to whitney and stroking her forearm the whole time.
zoegirl:
ick.