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"That's because you're predictable," I teased. He smiled viciously. I remarked that he was so cute when he was mad.
"You know you want me, baby," he cracked, "Just give me a holler when you and What's-His-Face break up." He smirked again. "Naw, I am just playin'."
"You'll always be my rebound, Mr. Perfect," I promised him.
"Why don't I just call up Brian and tell him so?" AJ got a devious look on his face as he took out his cell phone.
"I'll do it for you," I told him. That look wiped away as I dialed the number and put the phone to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Brian, Mr. Perfect is my rebound. I'll explain later. Bye!" I hung up. AJ was just miffed. "Now let's go, I need to get me a swimsuit. No thanks to you and Nick."
AJ followed me out and snickered. "It was rather ingenious, wasn't it?"
"I hope you two rot."
"Why would you say such a mean thing to your rebound, Mr. Perfect?" AJ teased.
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