A Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Chapter One

If I wanted to fool this guy, I would have to be pretty convincing. So, no prosthetics, not when the edges might be seen. Definitely, though, colored contacts and some sort of harness to make the girls look flat.

I may not have much of a bust, but you'd have to be blind like that guy I saved from that car wreck a couple years before to think I'm flat-chested.

I bet now your thinking, "What!? Alexandrea saved some blind dude from a car wreck? What a hero!"

Well cut that out.

I was the one who hit him in the first place - accidently, of course - and he wasn't blind when I did. It was being T-boned that got him temporarily blinded somehow.

Now do you think I'm such a hero? No? Good. All I did was pull the guy from the car, pay for his hospital bills, and take him to therapy for two months until his sister or someone could take him.

Anyway, to get back on course.

I realized then that I had no idea whom this guy was or where and what time I was meeting him. Well, uh, where Alex was meeting him.

"Hey," I tapped Alex's shoulder.

He was preoccupied with something on this phone. Peering over his shoulder, I just barely managed to read:

'To: Lillian M.

Sounds good. See you at 7. :)'

Nosey, aren't I?

"Who's Lillian?" I chirped.

This made Alex jump. He turned sharply and looked at me with wide dark eyes.

"Huh?" He said, a stupid look crossing his handsome features.

Yup. I just called my BFF handsome. He is. Very much so. Not only that, but he's also my type (a.k.a. awesome). To bad he's like a brother to me.

"I. Said. Who. Is. Lillian."

"She's the girl I'm going on a date with, kind of..." he muttered.

"Aw! That's so cute!" I gushed. "What do you mean kind of?"

"Oh...um, well, like you're 'kind of' going on a date with Cole?"

Ooooo, so this guy's name is Cole.

"I'm kind of going on a date with Lillian. Kip is the one who's supposed to be meeting her for their blind date, but he's going to be busy."

And cue the jaw dropping.

His brother had done the same thing to him! Except that Alex didn't have to cross-dress to go on Kip's date.

You see, Alex has...hmm, let me count...three brothers. Kip is the oldest at twenty-two; then there's Liam, who's nineteen; following him is my dearly beloved Alex just sliding in to eighteen; and last, but in no way least, Ben brings up the end with a whopping fifteen years old. Their mom, Mrs. Janet Jones, had a heck of a time raising all four boys so close in age. It's amazing she even survived. They were - excuse me - are a group of house wrecking tornados. But since Liam and Kip are usually studying (partying it up) at collage, the Jones house is usually only half as messy as is normal.

And now, right here.

No not there. Right here. Here is where my eyes are in danger of popping out and dangling from my sockets by those big ol' optical nerves.

How old is Kip's blind date?

"Dude!" I practically shout. "Are you going to go out with a cougar!?"

"She's not a cougar," he said dryly.

"But she's Kip's date!"

"Lillian's only two years older than me, sicko."

He flicked my nose.

I eyed Alex suspiciously, rubbing the stinging spot he'd just flicked. "What ever you say, sleaze-ball. Anywho, where am I meeting this Cole and at what time?"

"Anywho is not a word, Drea," my friend scolded me as he began riffling through a bunch of sticky notes stuck to his laptop. I could hardly see the rectangular shape of the screen beneath all that yellow paper. "It's anyway."

I rolled my eyes. I don't really care about grammatical junk.

Finally finding the right sticky note, Alex peeled it off his laptop and stuck in to my forehead.

"There you go."'

I shot him a look before pulling it off to read: Cole Kelvin. 7:30 p.m. Friday. Fancy Diner.

Alright. Get ready, Mr. Kelvin. 'Cause here I come.

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Hey, did anyone notice my vague refrances to Pirates of the Caribbean? XD