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Justin.
                  “Then what? What are you trying to keep from me?” She sat on the bed.
                  “I just, you’re new here and I think we could be good friends. I just don’t want him to hurt you,” she looked genuine.
                  “He won’t hurt me. If it makes you feel any better, I’m not even interested.” I really wasn’t anymore. He was sort of a pig.
                  “But last night at the party I could have sworn you were crushing,” she looked embarrassed.
                  “I guess I kind of was at first. I mean he’s hot, incredibly hot, but he is kind of a pig. He’s teaching me to surf, okay. It’s nothing more than that and he made it pretty clear. Don’t worry. I’m fine. I actually kind of am interested in Carter.” I blushed.
                  “Chelsea will kill you,” Marlie grinned.
                  “Maybe we can have ourselves a little bit of a challenge?” I raised an eyebrow, grinning.
                  “Ali Burns, you are trouble. I like you,” she laughed.
                  “I can tell we are going to be great friends,” I smiled in return.
                  “Me too. So I should get going. I think you’re having supper soon,” she got off the bed.
                  “Wait, do you want to stay for dinner? I’d like to have you. We’re just having burgers,” I got up with her.
                  “Are you sure that’s okay?” She was definitely a really sweet girl with good intentions.
                  “Yeah, of course, we’d like to have you. Plus you can help me pick out what to wear to school tomorrow. I’m a little nervous,” I smiled sheepishly.
                  “Don’t worry, you’ll fit right in,” she hooked my arm with hers and we went downstairs.
    After dinner, she helped clean up even though I insisted millions of times she didn’t have to.
                  “So Justin and I will pick you up tomorrow for school?” I walked her to the door.
                  “Sounds good, are you should I wear that outfit? What if it’s too much?” She opened the door.
                  “Don’t worry, you’ll look perfect. Carter will take a double look, in fact, every guy will. Keep in mind this is just a junior and senior high school. But I guess there are about 300 kids, so I guess you will make an impression or blend in. Well, there I go babbling again like an idiot making you nervous! Sorry, I’ll see you tomorrow! Sleep tight!” She gave me a hug and skipped off to her house which was only three houses away.
                  “Marlie seems like a nice girl,” my dad came into the kitchen while I helped my mom finish cleaning up from supper.
                  “Yeah, I like her,” I smiled.
                  “Just what you needed, a friend.” My mom kissed the top of my head.
                  “I don’t need friends mom. I chose to be friends with Marlie. She’s genuine and really funny.” I looked up at her.
                  “She’s hot, too,” Dillon came in with his packed back pack.
                  “You are so gross.” I tossed soap bubbles on him.
                  “What? She is,” he tried to seem innocent.
                  “Dillon, enough. Go get ready for bed. You can play video games until 9:30 but lights out then,” my mom ushered him up the stairs.
                  “9:30! What am I, seven?” He looked incredulous.
                  “No, but you are starting at a new school that’s about ten minutes away. If you want me to give you a ride, you have to be up earlier than usual,” she instructed.
                  “How about ten?” Dillon pushed.
                  “9:45,