“Can I choose drooling into my pillow?” I splashed my face with water and stared sadly at my lackluster appearance. “And you’re a liar, I don’t look beautiful.”
“Yes, you do, and Aiden will think so as well.”
“Yeah, right.” I wrinkled my nose. “He didn’t think I was beautiful last night.”
“Of course he did. He kissed you, remember?”
“And then he left when I invited him to come and check out my room.” I groaned as I remembered the rejection of the night before. “And when I say left, I mean, he ran out faster than a cheetah on crack.”
“Cheetah’s don’t do crack,” Liv said as if I were being serious.
“Maybe they do, maybe they don’t,” I said and put some moisturizer on my face. “Who knows what they do? All I can say is that Aiden left fast. As fast as the fastest animal on earth.”
“Alice, stop being goofy. I’m sure he just realized he had to be at work early or something.”
“Yeah, I guess.” I sighed. “It’s not like his job is all that important, though, that he would just have to leave.”
“He’s an attorney for a top law firm, Alice.” Liv rolled her eyes. “He’s not like us; he can’t just call in whenever he wants and pretend to be sick and just watch movies all day.”
“I guess.” I sighed. “I just can’t believe he has any interest in me if he left last night.”
“He did kiss you.”
“I know, but what’s a kiss when you’ve been offered more? Maybe he only kissed me to be polite.” My stomach churned as I thought about that prospect. Would he really have grabbed my waist and held me tight if he was just trying to be polite?
“Aiden doesn’t do anything to be polite,” Liv reminded me, and she was correct. I could remember a few different occasions where we’d asked Aiden to take us somewhere or do something with us when we were younger and he’d told us no, pretty point-blank. He hadn’t cared that Liv had even been faking tears one time we’d asked him to take us to the zoo. He’d told us to go into the bathroom and look into the mirror and we’d see a rhino and a giraffe. And then he’d burst out laughing. I smiled to myself as I recalled how rude Aiden had always been. Liv was right. There was no way Aiden would have kissed me if he wasn’t into it, even a little bit.
“I guess I’ll come.” I pouted my lips and applied my new pink lipstick and then some lipgloss. “But I’m not going to flirt with him or ask him out or make him jealous.”
“Good. Just be sweet and casual.” Liv nodded. “Let him think that you couldn’t care less about seeing him or about that fact that he just left last night.”
“I couldn’t care less,” I said and fluffed out my hair. “He’s a jerk.”
“Yeah, he is,” Liv said emphatically.
“Oh, Liv.” I giggled. “You’re just saying that because I’m sad.”
“I don’t want you to be upset over stupid Aiden.” She looked at me with large brown eyes.
“I know. It’s awkward that I’ve fallen for your brother.” I groaned. “Who does that?”
“I think it’s quite common.” Liv laughed. “Many women fall for their best friend’s brother. I mean, it will be awesome if you guys end up together. We’d be sisters.”
“See.” I said with a sad face and pointed at her. “You have doubts, too.”
“Doubts about what?”
“You just said if we end up together, not when we end up together.”
“Oh.” She bit her lower lip and looked to the side. “I didn’t realize.”
“It’s fine,” I said with a groan. “I mean, let’s be realistic. You meet a guy and let him know you’re interested and he’s got you on the floor with his head between your legs. And I meet a man and let him know I’m interested and he gives me a quick snog and then darts off before I can even get him to the floor or the bed.”
“A quick snog?” Liv giggled.
“I’ve been watching British TV shows again.” I laughed. “I think snog sounds better than just saying kiss.”
“At least you’re not saying pash anymore.” She laughed.
“What’s wrong with pash?” I said indignantly. “I want to pash Aiden all night long.”
“It just sounds weird.”
“Tell that to an Australian,” I said with a smirk. “They will most probably throw a kangaroo in your face.”
“Yeah, let them try. I’ll throw a koala bear back at them.” She laughed. “I mean, who calls kissing pashing? It just doesn’t even make sense to me.”
“Pashing is a sexy term,” I said, though I didn’t really think it was that sexy. It was different, and to me different was cool.
“Are you still watching that show?”
“What show?”
“Dating in the Dark Australia?”
“Oh yeah.” I nodded. “I thought you were talking about Home and Away.”
“I thought you weren’t able to watch it anymore?”
“Yeah, I’m not. The guy that was uploading it onto YouTube got deleted or something.” I sighed. “That was a good show.”
“It looked like too much drama to me. And all the characters seemed so young and annoying.”