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Crushing on the Geek(17)



“I always knew Greg was weird,” Amber said, lying back against her pillows, “but I never thought he'd have a knight statue for an imaginary friend.”

“What?”

Amber broke into a fit of laughter and Tamara sighed, putting her head in her hands.

“Amber, I really need some help here. This is your department.”

“How so?” Amber asked, “How is someone pranking Geekville my department, Tam?”

“I don't think it was a prank.”

Amber frowned, “I hate to break it to you BFF, but a lot of people are mad at the chess club. You guys didn't win the tournament and now there's no Halloween dance.”

“What about the hand prints and Hayden's shoes?”

“He said his little brother tied his shoes together.”

“We don't know that for sure though.”

“No, but Tamara,” Amber said, sitting back up and taking her best friend's hand, “Don't you think it's more likely that Sir Bedivere striking back? He's a knight statue! He doesn't even have hands!”

“That makes more sense, but come on, Amber, less than two months ago you were going on and on about how you cast a love spell.”

“I did,” Amber nodded.

“So....”

Amber fell quiet for a moment and looked contemplative. Tamara avoided Amber's eyes and looked down at her lap. Now wasn't the time to interrupt her BFF. Tamara had seen that look before. If she interrupted Amber now, she might refuse to help her all together.

“Okay, so I'm not sure what to think about it. It seems unlikely that it has anything to do with the statue, but unlikely doesn't mean impossible. Up until a few weeks ago I would have thought magic was impossible, it couldn't exist. It could have been anyone that moved the furniture, but if you really think it's something to do with the statue, go to the library. It's the hand prints that have me though. If it wasn't for them, I'd say we needed to find out who it was and get revenge. ” Amber finally said.

“What good will it do to go the library?”

“I'm not sure, but it's the best place to start.”

“Can't we search it on the internet or something?”

“This isn't a 'we',” Amber laughed, “Sorry, BFF, but I have things to do that don't include chasing around a immobile statue, bond and determined to make you miserable because you ate his apple.”

“Okay, but why can't I search it?”

“I never said you couldn't,” Amber said, “but you could have done that without dragging me away from my boyfriend, so, I figured you needed my advice. So that's it: 'Go to the library.”

“And look for what, Amber?”

“I don't know.”

“Then why am I even talking to you?”

“Because I'm the only one who won't call you crazy, BFF. Just go to the library. It's as good of a place to start as any, Tam. I was talking to some senior girls the other day and I'm not the first to find a book there that wasn't listed in the card catalog.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Just that other people have had similar experiences to me,” Amber said, “and that makes me think, that maybe, just maybe, our school library is some sort of special place.”

Tamara laughed, “I doubt that BFF. It's more likely there's a gas leak or something at school making a lot of people hallucinate.”

“Did you hallucinate the hand prints, Tam?”

“No, but….”

“No buts, Tam. Get going, Josh will be back to pick me up soon,” Amber laughed.

“Do you think he'll drop me off at the library?”

“Sure, why not,” Amber sighed.

Tamara's phone vibrated in her back pocket and she sprang from the bed.

“Damn it!” she cursed under her breath and answered it.

“Hey, Mom.”

“Where are you?”

“Amber's house.”

“Mrs. Kelly said you left because you didn't feel good.”

“I didn't, but it was just girl issues.”

“Oh, do you need anything?”

“No, I'm fine now.”

“Good, because I'm getting ready to go shopping,” Mrs. Page said, “Can Amber's dad give you a ride home?”

“Amber and Josh will.”

“Good, bye,” Mrs. Page said and ended the call.

“She believed that?” Amber asked.

“Of course, she did. She doesn't really care. As long as I'm not in trouble or costing her money. You know that, Amber.”

“I guess so.”

Outside a horn blew, cutting their conversation short.

“That's Josh,” Amber said, picking up her purse, “Come on, let's go.”

On the way to the library Amber explained the situation to Joshua.

“So Tamara thinks Sir Bedivere is out to get her,” she giggled.”