Chapter Five
Hannah
Marcy called me in the morning. “You sound like you were expecting someone.”
“No, no. What’s up?” With the way she bailed on my birthday, I hadn’t wanted to spill the news about Brian.
“Wanna hang out today? Rick is busy and I’ll be so bored if you don’t come.”
A mental sigh. Ever since this guy came into Marcy’s life, she’d been completely wrapped up in him. If she wasn’t with him, she talked about him incessantly. “He’s always busy.”
“Not true. I saw him Thursday. We did it in his car.”
“So you’re a booty call? Marcy, you can do better.”
“Don’t be a b***h, Hannah. Just because I have a boyfriend and you—”
“I what…care about my friend? How awful of me.”
“Geeze, I don’t know what crawled in your shorts, but I’m giving you the weekend to get rid of it. See you
