Ava:  So what happened tonight?!  I hate that I missed it.  Working 3rd shift really bites it.

Kenzie:  Mike tried.  Shocking, right? I just couldn't bring myself to do it.  Especially when I'd really be wishing it was either Daniel or Rob.  I wish one of them had kissed me tonight instead.  Grr! You'd think the way they flirt, one of them would have made a move by now.  Or maybe its just a game they're playing?  Who can get me to crack first?  I don't know.  A girl could go crazy thinking about it.  And I don't need much help in that department. 

Ava:  Not as this point in your life you don't.  Geez!  Three guys chasing after you.  What a rough life, huh?

Kenzie:  I wouldn't go as far as to say 'chasing.'  Mike just wants to get laid.  And I have to admit, there's never been a lack of sexual tension between us, but he's just not what I'm looking for.  He's attractive enough, its just some of the things that come out of his mouth!  Like, what is he thinking when these things spew forth?!

Ava:  I know what you mean. LOL!  He certainly could never be accused of being tactful.

Kenzie:  And as for Daniel and Rob, who the hell can figure that out?  I know it sounds paranoid, but you know me, I am, but I swear its some sort of bet they have going or something.  I mean, what else am I to think.  They both flirt with me all the time.  And when the other one is around, its like a competition.  Who can get me to laugh the most?  Which one can touch me the most number of times?  It's really starting to mess with my head.

Ava:  Get a grip on yourself, Woman!  It's not like you're totally innocent in this.  You let them do it, never discouraging the behavior.  If you would just decide which one you'd rather persue, and discourage the other one, this wouldn't be so dramatic.

Kenzie:  Easier said than done, considering I like them both.  And do you honestly think that trying to discourage them would work?  You know how they are.  

Ava:  Point taken.  But seriously, Kenz, you are gonna end up with zilch if you don't make an attempt to pick one of them.  They are going to tire of the chase eventually.  And both are going to feel as if you were the one playing games by never choosing between them.  Sad, but true. 

Kenzie:  I don't know if I can choose!   I mean, both have extremely attractive qualities.  They are both smart, insightful, and have a great sense of humor.  Both are artistic, and you know I can't resist a boy and his guitar.

Ava:  Guh!  You are so doomed.  Okay, so both have appealling qualities.  I'll give you that.  But what about Daniel's underlying chauvanism?  And don't act like you don't know what I am talking about, because you know I'm right.  Or Rob's nasty pack-a-day habit?  You can't tell me that doesn't bother you!  I don't mean to be harsh, but if your best friend won't sell you straight, who will?

Kenzie:  I know, and you are right!  Those things do bother me.  But no one is perfect...  I am utterly hopeless.  :(  I'm going to bed.  Talk to you tomorrow.  'Night.

Ava:  'Night.  

So that's the way most nights ended for me.  A quick chat with my best friend, Ava Butler.  We go way back.  We met each the summer after fourth grade, when her family moved from St. Loius.  From that point on, we were pretty much inseperable.  She lived three houses down from me with her parents and two little brothers.  She was always the more mature one.  I'm pretty sure that's because she was always helping her mom with Sam and Josh, the twins her parents had when she was 6 years old.  Her mom stayed at home with the kids, while her dad ran a small insurance firm.  They always seemed like a family you'd see in a magazine or something.  Perpetually perfect.  Not that my family was dysfunctional or anything, but the Butlers just always seemed to be one notch happier than any other family.

I am the middle child in my family, and thankfully I harbor no 'Marcia, Marcia, Marcia' angst.  I have an older sister, Lisa, and a younger brother, Adam.  And thank gooness it only took my parents three tries to have a boy, because my father had no intention of stopping until he got his boy.  So needless to say, he always favored Adam best.  His son, his bright shining beacon of hope.  The heir to carry on the tradition.  Or something like that.  Luckily Adam took it all in stride and had very little rebelliousness in him.  Lisa on the other hand, not quite the little princess Dad had always thought her to be.  She was the one they were always worrying about.  The one who broke curfew and couldn't explain just how that taillight got broken.  So I sat back and mostly stayed under the radar as far as my parents were concerned.  Now, its not to say that I was the perfect angel, because that I was certainly not.  I was just far better at hiding my transgressions.  And I suppose it didn't hurt that I was always an honor student and a known overachiever.  I guess my parents figured that they didn't need to worry too much about me. 

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