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    First to break – (Chapter: All in the past)

    “He could be a new boy?” I suggested as I returned to my room again for Aiden’s opinion.  “He might not have heard the stories… don’t presume that my reputation always precedes me!”

    “Bollocks,” Aiden said, looking directly at me as I posed for him.  I was unsure as to whether his response was directed at my words or my choice of attire, so I decided to pretend I hadn’t heard what he said.  “That one’s no good,” he continued.

    I sighed in frustration and went back into my closet again, hoping to be third time lucky.

    “So, you fuck her yet?” Aiden asked casually, not averting his eyes from what I presumed to be a picture of a half naked woman or a sports car adorning the centre fold of his magazine.

    I stormed over to my bed and threw the empty clothes hanger in my hand at him.

    “Fuck you,” I laughed, returning to my room to throw a clothes hanger at him.  I turned on my heel and went back to finding an item of clothing that I actually wanted to wear.

    “You did that already!” Aiden pointed out smugly, throwing the hanger back through my closet doorway, narrowly missing me, before returning his attention to whatever crap he was reading.

    “Shut up… and no, I haven’t – she’s just a friend.”

    “Woah, hold the phone!” he suddenly cried, closing his magazine and slamming it down on my mattress pointedly.  “An actual friend!?  I wanna hear everything!”

    “God if I didn’t know you better I’d swear you were gay!” I laughed.

    “What?  Why?” he asked, looking defensive.  He wandered over to the door and watched as my search continued.

    “You ask if I’ve fucked her like it’s no big deal – without batting an eyelid – then when I say we’re just friends you want every little un-sordid detail there is.  What kind of guy are you?”

    “The kind of guy who’s heard so many sordid details about your conquests that he could tell you intimate stuff about the majority of the un-closeted – and closeted, in most cases – population of girls at King!” Aiden yelled.  “And why, exactly, would I wanna hear all the sordid little details when I’ve personally seen all of your ‘details’ for myself?”

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    1. Oooooh. I’m becoming such a lurker myself (it’s a term of endearment :) ). You have me hooked on so many accounts. If you want some vague medical advice though, make the baby older than 6 weeks, cos otherwise it doesn’t gel. Most ppl wouldn’t know that, so it’s no criticism. I shall be lurking, waiting for the next post. Don’t dissapoint me too much, i’ll cry

    2. Oooooh. I’m becoming such a lurker myself (it’s a term of endearment :) ). You have me hooked on so many accounts. If you want some vague medical advice though, make the baby older than 6 weeks, cos otherwise it doesn’t gel. Most ppl wouldn’t know that, so it’s no criticism. I shall be lurking, waiting for the next post. Don’t dissapoint me too much, i’ll cry

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