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“What?” I’ve heard about this before. When victims of rat fink boyfriends blame themselves for what the loser himself did.
But I never thought LILLY, of all people, would be one of them.
“What are you talking about, you knew? Obviously you didn’t know, Lilly, or you wouldn’t have—”
“No, it’s true,” Lilly said, her voice hoarse with tears. “When he never said he loved me back, I suspected that there was something wrong. But I—well, like you said. I thought he might learn to love me. So I stayed with him, instead of breaking it off, like I should have. It’s not his fault. He tried, Mia. He really did. It was actually really nice of him not to let it go farther than it did. He could really have taken advantage. But he didn’t.”
I couldn’t help being all, “So, wait. Does that mean that you two never—”
Lilly’s eyes narrowed. “Nice try, POG,” she said. “I’m down, but I’m not out. We still have a presidential election to plan, you know.”
I dropped my head down to the top of the desk. “Lilly,” I said. “I can’t. I just can’t. Can’t you see I’m broken?”
“Well, I’m broken, too,” Lilly said defensively. “And I’m still able to FUNCTION. A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle.”
I really hate this expression. I bet fish would totally want bicycles, if they had legs.
Then, in a gentl
er voice, Lilly added, “Look, POG, about you and my brother. I’m sorry.”
“Thanks,” I said. And all the tears I thought I had successfully fought down in the cafeteria came rushing back.
“But I don’t get it,” Lilly said.
“Of course you don’t get it,” I said miserably, to the top of the desk. “You’re his sister. You’re on his side.”
“I may be his sister,” Lilly said. “But I’m your best friend, too. And it just seems like such a stupid waste. I know you’re mad at him, but really…what did he do that was so wrong? So he slept with Judith Gershner. Big deal. It’s not like he did it WHILE you two were going out.”
“It IS a big deal,” I insisted. “I just…I never thought Michael, of all people, would do something like that. Sleep with someone he didn’t even love. And then LIE to me about it. And I KNOW you think that’s just me inflicting my beliefs onto him. But I always just assumed he and I shared the same beliefs. And now I find out he’s more…well, he’s more like Josh Richter than he is like me!”
“Josh Richter?” Lilly rolled her eyes. “Oh, please. How is my brother REMOTELY like Josh Richter?
“Because sleeping with a girl you don’t even love…that’s something Josh Richter does.”
“It’s only a Josh Richter thing to do if the girl had a major crush on him and he used her and she got hurt.”
I lifted my head to stare at her. “You mean like you and J.P.?” I asked, trying to sound as concerned as possible.
Lilly just glared at me, though. “Nice try, Mia,” she said. “But I’m not falling for that one.”
Dang.
“Mia,” Lilly said. “You can’t get all bent out of shape over the fact that Michael has been with other girls before you. That’s just STUPID.”
Now I narrowed my eyes at her. “What do you mean, GIRLS?”
“Well, like that girl from Hebrew camp—”
“WHAT GIRL FROM HEBREW CAMP?” I screamed so loudly that Boris actually stuck his head out of the supply closet to see what was going on.
“Relax,” Lilly said disgustedly. “They just made out. And he was, like, in ninth grade, or something.”
“Was she pretty?” I wanted to know. “Who was she? What base did they get to?”
“You,” Lilly said, “need therapy. Now, can we talk about something other than our romantic travails for a moment? Because we need to work on your speech.”
I blinked at her. “My what?”
