“This is going to be so much fun, James,” I said, emphasizing “James” so Silas would get the hint that this-dude-is-really-a-dude-so-stop-messing-with me. I didn’t know how I was going to pay back Jenny for allowing me to meet Charlie, but at this point, I was just soaking in the good luck rays.
Jenny whispered to me on the way over that she’d texted her brother to ditch. He was already out, so no worries. I felt kind of bad that I couldn’t meet him. Believe it or not, by now, I was a little curious. How was he next to Jenny–especially as himself? Ha! He had to have been a little cool to be good with what we were doing tonight. I had to give him props for that. Maybe Jenny could talk me into a date.
Oh what was I saying? No way in hell!
“Now let me lead once we get in there,” Jenny said. “The guys can get a little…skittish…with new people.”
I grinned. I couldn’t see Charlie as skittish. “Don’t worry, babe. We’ll hold back until you tell us.” I liked being able to call Jenny “babe”. It seemed to fit her.
My insides felt like I’d been riding on a lazy carousel. That was until we walked into the room.
I saw all of the Heartthrobs playing video games in this palatial area and…Charlie!
It was as if the carousel had turned into a spindle top going out of control. My stomach flipped.
“Guys…I think I’m going to be sick.”
“Hey!” Silas said. “That dude really is James Sanderson. What the fuck?”
“No…don’t mind me. I’m just going to puke right here,” I said, holding my stomach as it turned itself inside out. The Heartthrobs were walking over to us!
“So, guys, this is my girlfriend, Lexie Day, and these are her…um…friends. Silvan and…”
James had never had a date let alone girlfriend the whole time I’d known him.
And she was the girl who’d freaked out at our last concert.
“Hello, again,” I said. “It’s nice to meet you, Lexie.”
“Your idol just said hi to you, Lex,” one dude whispered in her ear. “Say hello.”
Her eyes popped and her mouth moved but nothing came out.
Finally, she squeaked, “I…gotta pee.” Then she bolted.
James wrapped his arm around me. “She’s kind of a Chucker.”
I was pissed. We’d talked about that girl and he called her anyway. Selfish bastard. Why was I surprised? James always thought of himself first, but this was pretty low, even for him.
“Of course she is,” Maddox complained, raising both hands and kissing the air. “Would it hurt if someone could be a Madd Hatter for once?”
“Dude, you’re just not that special,” Kaluha joked.
Nathan struck a pose. “No, guys, she’s crazy for the big N!”
Not in the mood for their peacocking, I pulled James into the kitchen to talk.
“What’s up, Charlie?” James asked once we were alone.
“You know what’s up. I thought we had an agreement.”
He laughed like that would make things better. “It just happened, dude. I didn’t mean for her to fall for me.”
“So…you just bumped into her, hearts flew, and she became your girlfriend?”
He gestured for me to sit down. I had to at least hear his excuses.
When Lexie’s friend had given us her phone number, we’d agreed not to call her since we both were attracted. It was James’ idea. He thought dating a fan wouldn’t work out and besides, we didn’t want to compete. So, I threw the number away. He obviously lied and called her anyway.
“It was purely coincidental,” he explained. “She happens to be the girl who is my roommate for the summer. I didn’t plan it.”
“So…a Throbber is your roommate? And you didn’t plan it? What kind of stupid asshole do you take me for?”
He giggled nervously. “Look…remember the WooTube act I put on as my ‘sister’ Jenny? I wanted a break from all the fans and shit, so I dressed as her and became this girls’ roommate not knowing it was…her. Seriously, bro. You’ve got to believe me.”
“So…she’s cool with you acting as Jenny and rooming with her when you’re a dude?”
“Um…she kind of doesn’t know.”
I shook my head. “What?”
He then told me a hard to believe story about how he’s bff’s with her as Jenny and in order to do her a favor, he’s “pretending” to be himself as her boyfriend for the evening. It was so bizarre it had to be true.
I thought this through. “Then you wouldn’t mind if I called her since you’re not technically dating her.”
Suddenly, a crash erupted from the bathroom.
James went for the bathroom door, but I figured Lexie must have tried to break out the only way in that room–through the window.
“Going somewhere?” I asked, trying to hide a smile. She was so busted it was cute.
‘I…uh…it…um…” she gulped. “I’m sorry about the window. Are you going to call the cops?”
“Not if you give me your phone number.”