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Chapter Eightteen: Another Date

Chapter Eightteen

Caroline’s POV

            As I lay in bed reading “The Hunger Games” my phone begins to vibrate beside me. So I finish reading Peeta saying that the girl he has a crush on came to the games with him and then I shut the book marking my spot and picking up my phone.

            “Hello?” I say tiredly into the phone.

            “Hey, Caroline,” a strong deep voice says and it take me like 0 .5 seconds to realize its Evan! A large smiles breaks across my face.

            “Hey, Evan!” I say happily waiting for his response as I bite my lip.

            “What are you doing tomorrow night?” he asks hopeful or maybe that’s cockiness? Who knows?

            “Nothing that I know of” I say with a shrug, even though he can obviously cannot see it.

            “Well now you have plans with me,” he says like he’s so cool. I roll my eyes when guys say stupid shit like this.

            “Oh really now?” I ask, a little irritated by him at the moment.

            “Yeah,” he says confidently. He’s so stupid I can tell this conversation is going nowhere!

            “Alright,” I say aggregately.

            “Cool, I will pick you up at eight,” he says and then before I can even agree the phone falls dead. Really? He hung up on me?! Was that necessary?

            I close my eyes groaning until I hear a light knock on my door. “What?” I groan and it creaks open and I see Damon’s face staring at me smiling. “Oh, so you learned how to knock I see,” I say sarcastically, bitterness in every drop of my voice.

            “Oh don’t be so mean and sarcastic,” Damon says with his winning smirk.

            “Can’t, I don’t know anything but sarcasm,” I say with a fake frown.

            “Whatever, do you want come bake cookies with me?” he asks with a smile.

            “Sure,” I say as I shove myself off the bed and walk over to the door slowly. Damon and I walk in silence to the kitchen.

            We grab the ingerdientens and begin to make it. “So Caroline did you have fun on our date?” Damon asks and I glance up at him breaking eggs with a smile on his face.

            “No,” I lie and a blind person could probably tell.

            “Did you just lie to me?” he asks raising an eyebrow.

            “No,” I lie again and look down away from his cute, wait not cute, face.

            I feel something hard hit my arm but it quickly becomes slimly. I look down to see yellow yoke dripping down my arm. Did he just hit me with an egg?

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