"So He just admits that He slept with Kristen?" Kate asks me as we were getting ready at my house for the dance on Friday night. Alex was due to pick us up in 20 minutes and we were nowhere near ready. My bombshell about Kristen and Sam sleeping together had derailed us significantly.
"Yep," I tell her, feeling crushed
"Wow, I really thought Sam had a lot more respect for himself than to go for Lucas' sloppy seconds. I guess, though, when you hit rock bottom," Kate tries to reason as she uses my curling iron to create springs in her hair.
"Umm wouldn't I be classed as Lucas' sloppy seconds?" I ask her and she gives me a look.
"As if you traded up," she replies.
"Well even so I don't think he hit rock bottom as such" I say as I try to gain control over my own out of control, wavy hair.
