When I got home from work today, I did a double take.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
It looked like a Flamer mother ship had landed and dumped all its crap in here.
Jenny had gone too far this time. Why couldn’t she accept that I liked Charlie? And he liked me. We’d been texting almost nonstop after our date.
The idea of me dating James was over. It wasn’t happening. She was going to have to deal or she was going to suffer the wrath of Lexie.
I marched to our bedroom.
She was putting on makeup, as usual. “What the hell, Jenny?”
“What the hell what, sweetheart?”
“Can you tell me why our living room looks like it came from a Flamer’s convention? I’m not going to date James. EVER!”
“Look, doll face, I have no idea what you are talking about. I’ve been here in our room for most of the day.”
I flipped my hands at her. “Come and see for yourself.”
Lexie slammed the door, making me jump. God. What did those women do to me? I should have known they weren’t going to help except tie a noose around my neck. The quicker I got out of here the better. I’d already called the movers to get my stuff tonight. It was best to make a clean break. Better for Lexie anyway. She’d be celebrating.
When I entered the living room, I gulped.
“See?” Lexie said. “Explain.”
I didn’t know how the sisterhood got their hands on our concert merch that hadn’t even been offered to the public yet. The Forever Mine tour was just about to start, but not for two weeks.
And it was the first I’d seen of this poster. “You know, that certainly isn’t James’ best side. I’m going to have to talk to his publicist about this.”
“Oh my God, you’re infuriating!” Lexie howled.
So much for trying to make her laugh. “Darling, I don’t know why you’re so upset. I didn’t put these here. I would have chosen much better pictures to tempt you with…Flamer stuff is just…cheesy.”
I couldn’t believe Jenny would blame the sisterhood for putting up the pictures. I couldn’t even look at her anymore I was so mad. So I went to the kitchen to get a drink.
Copper and Reese were chatting as usual, but then my mouth fell open.
“Certified Flamer?” I said.
“Copper? Are you serious? You put those posters up? Since when are you a Flamer?”
“Both of us are, Lexie,” Reese answered. “We have front row tickets to the Forever Mine concert in Bridgeport. James is such a talented singer. We saw some of his videos and became instant fans.”
“But you hate boybands,” I countered. “You told me you thought my brain had melted from all the Heartthrob music I listened to.”
Reese smiled. “We’re sorry about that, Lexie. You were right. The Heartthrobs are so special. We’re certified Throbbers now.”
Was I on an alien prank show or something? I fluttered my eyes, not believing these pop-culture haters would actually listen to one Heartthrob song let alone become Throbbers.
I had no clue what came over them, but I didn’t like the fact that they put James’ face in our living room. I wanted to talk to the other girls about it. I found two of them in our gaming room.
My hand flew over my mouth. “Not you, too! What is going on?”
I never thought I’d see Domina Langosta wear anything but black leather. And here she was sporting a teen-dream Flamer t-shirt.
“What do you mean, Lexie?” Dom asked innocently.
I sat down. “Oh come on, I’m not that stupid. Fess up. What is everyone up to with this Flamer stuff? Did Jenny put you up to this? Because it’s not working.”
“Okay, you got us,” Kate said. “We just want you to give James a chance. He’s a really nice guy and deserves one date.”
I shook my head. “But..it’s too late now. I’m dating Charlie!”
“Are you official? Did he ask you to be his girlfriend?” Dom asked.
“N-No…but I just can’t go around and date one of his friends, too. It wouldn’t be right.”
“Why not? I don’t see a ring on your finger. And besides, what if the love of your life is James and you never even gave him a chance? Wouldn’t you kick yourself for waiting? It’s just one date. What’s the harm?”
I needed to confess who I really was to Lexie. Tonight. And then get the hell out. My thoughts of ever going out with her were burned in a pile of ash with those Flamer posters. The Sisterhood made sure of that.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang and I opened it to find Nathan dressed in a weird ass outfit and wig.
“Hey, Jenny,” Nathan said, winking at me.
“What the hell are you doing here, Nat? Having Heartthrobs hanging around the Sisterhood is not a good idea right now.”
“I’m here for a sultry witch named Elara. Girl’s got a dungeon I must explore.”
“Dude, I didn’t ask.”
“No, I’m serious. She has an actual dungeon. What’d you think I meant?”
“Whatever,” I said, stepping aside to let him in. Lexie popped out of our bedroom and glared at me. I looked away, knowing I was in deep shit with her. If only I could just disappear right now. I didn’t even want to deal with how she was going to react to the truth. Was not looking forward to that scene.
Nathan walked in and bowed immediately. “Your grace. I am honored to be in your illustrious, evil presence.”
“Arise, Lord Bloodmoon,” Elara said in her haughty voice. I was always amazed at seeing the two headed monster. She sent chills through me. I wanted to avoid her like a bad sickness. What was Nathan thinking, dating that headcase?
“Did you bring your sword? The rabble are on the loose and I will be in need of your attendance.”
“Of course, your grace. I will be happy to shield you from all unwanted attention.”
“Good.” The woman gripped Nat’s arm and both of them strutted away. I could almost here the clank of a castle door opening for them and whinnies of horses to their imaginary carriage.
Oh, God. This insane house was getting to me.
Lexie was about to follow them outside when I pulled at her arm and said, “Wait, Lexie. We need to talk.”
She shook her head and said, “Not now. I’m late for dinner at my dad’s. We’ll talk when I get back.”
But I didn’t want to wait. By then I would be moved out.
But maybe it was better this way. Slink out of her life like the rat I was.