Teddy finally showed up with the excuse that she had lost her notepad, only to have realized she hadn’t taken it out of her locker this morning. Teddy was beginning to strike me as a little clumsy and forgetful, but I would soon realize that Teddy was a highly engaged and perceptive person, she just didn’t show it very often. I enjoyed being around her.

”Has anyone seen Cal?” she asked the group still ignoring anyone else in the school existed.

Christina grunted and Meredith, without looking up from the sentence she was currently reading, stated that Callie was with Erica.

”Ugh, fine. She’s always with her these days. I miss her a little, don’t you Addie.” Of course Addison didn’t answer for obvious reasons. ”Addie! Addison! ADDISON!” Teddy all but screamed at the red head, finally drawing her attention away from her boyfriend.

”What?!” Addison’s facial expression was far from friendly.

”All I wanted to know was if you missed your best friend?” Teddy said exasperatingly.

”Of course, but I refuse to be around that bitch Erica, if Callie wants to hang out with her that’s fine but I won’t be there. My parents are gone again this weekend so I’m having a party tonight, and Cal will be there.” She turned to me then, ”Arizona your welcome to come, the whole gang will be there and you’ll be able to meet Callie, without her ball and chain hanging off her.” Her tone was frank and I deftly picked up on the fact that Erica – whoever she was – was not welcome in this awkward little group.

After lunch Teddy and I walked to English, I was curious as to who Erica was or what she had done to Addie to piss her off so much but I thought it better not to meddle. I didn’t exactly want to lose the closest people I had to friends on my second day of school, just because I was interested in gossip that was definitely none of my business. Instead I listened to Teddy while she bounced ideas off of me for what she would wear tonight to Addison’s party.

English was a little more interesting than I had anticipated, the teacher choosing to study The Great Gatsby, I had already read the book but I thoroughly enjoy Mr. Gatsby and his…uniqueness for lack of a better word. The line ”Old Sport” never fails to make me smile. I asked Teddy on the way out of class how she felt about Gatsby, she replied that she felt indifferent, that Jay Gatsby was a character, a figment of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s imagination and therefore she had no right to an opinion on his creativity. If Fitzgerald deemed his character a literary classic for himself, then that’s what Mr. Gatsby was. I was in awe of Teddy’s outburst of intelligence, I never considered her merely ’clumsy’ again.