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Jamie and Tristan have been best friends for as long as they could remember. That is until Tristan confesses his feelings for Jamie, how does she feel about this?
On top of that Amber the schools 'it' girl decides to give Tristan a makeover that leaves him cocky as ever.

Sneak peak...
~I remember his words, and the expression on his face, as if he were right in front of me.
"I love you, i always have, but i was too scared to tell you."
What a lie...
If he really loved me, he wouldn't have betrayed me.~


26. Betrayed once again

I didn't know where i was going but i really didn't care.

Tristan was only my friend because he felt bad for me...

Tristan wasn't bullied like i was, he had an easier time making friends.

"Jamie wait up, please!" Tristan yelled from behind me.

I stopped abruptly and spun on my heal facing him.

"Do you even actually like me?" I asked.

"Yes of course i do, i didn't mean any of that, i was drunk." He said with his head hung low.

"Being drunk does not mean anything. It just took away your filter.

"Jamie look, yeah sometimes i feel bad for you, but can you blame me, everyone is always picking on you and i hate having to watch it. But that has absolutely nothing to do with being your friend, i want to hang around you because your such a fun loving person. Also i want to protect you but thats not why i want to be your boyfriend, i want to be your boyfriend because you are beautiful, charming, smart, kind and funny. Please find it in your heart to believe what I'm saying. Jamie i love you." By now he was a few inches from me, but that was as far as he was getting.

He had pulled out the 'i love you' card for a second time. It felt weird hearing him say it.

"I believe you but i already gave you a second case Tristan."

"But thats when i was jerky Tristan, I'm past that now!" He said with pleading eyes.

"Just give me some time, okay?"

"Alright." He said looking at the ground.

We didn't bother to stay for the movie and instead walked back to Tristan's car in silence.

Once again Amber managed to ruin another date, and it was going so well.

One question still lingered in my mind.

How did she know we were going to be there? I didn't even know!

"How do you think Amber knew where we were going to be?" I asked looking out the car window.

"I have no clue, i never mentioned it to anyone." He said.

Then we were quite again.

After a long, painfully awkward drive i just wanted to curl up in my bed.

But first i wanted to talk to Patricia.

"Hey! How was the date?!"

"It started off good..." I said trying to be as cheery as her, bur failing miserably.

I described the entire night.

"Wow, you guys finally kiss and then bam, Amber strikes again." She says pissed.

"Yup." I say sighing.

"What i don't understand is how Amber knew we were going to be there." I said biting the inside of my cheek.

"Shouldn't you be trying to figure out Tristan, not Amber?" Patricia said avoiding the question.

"I don't really want to think about him right now." I said pausing then asked, "would it be okay if i came over tomorrow, like a girls night?"

"Yeah, that would be great." She said.

"Awesome, i'll see you tomorrow then." I said smiling for the first time in the last hour.

"Yup." She said before hanging up.


I knocked on Patricia's door and she opened right away, as if she had been standing there the entire time.

"You ready for a girls night!" She said hugging me.

"You bet!" I said shifting my duffle bag higher up on my shoulder.

We climbed the stairs to her room and collapsed on her queen sized bed.

"Oh before i forget, i washed the outfit you lent me, thanks again." I said pulling the clothes from my bag.

"No problem." She said taking them from me and opening the dresser.

One of the tops caught my eye and i walked over to it.

"This is cute." I said pulling it out. It was a green and white striped tank top.

"Thanks i just bought it, you can borrow it if you want."

"Maybe some other time." I said as i folded it and placed it back where i found it.

But before i could do so i noticed what was under it, a blue hoddie...could it be a coincidence?

I pulled it out and help it in front of her.

"Now this is the perfect spy sweatshirt." I say.

She looks up confused ay first then her eyes widen. She opened her mouth to speak but i cut her off.

"Save it, theres no denying that you are Ambers spy." I balled up the sweatshirt and threw at her, as i stormed out the door.

Once again i was betrayed.

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