Sat in front of Dawson, the same feeling that Erica had on Saturday came creeping back inside her. This time however, she ignored it and pushed it to the back of her mind rather than running from him.
It wasn't quite seven yet. She had a good twenty minutes to talk to Dawson and still make it to the beach and hear Ryder's side.
"Thank you for coming. It's nice to know that you chose the right side instead of that juvenile delinquent." He smiled, a smile that was almost genuine.
Fighting back her urge to smack him and wipe that smile off of his face, she cleared her throat to speak.
"Cut the crap Dawson and just get to the point of why I'm here." She ordered.
"Right. As you wish....look, whatever Ryder has told you is a lie. The truth is that long before Monica ever dated him, we wer
