Page 25 of Charming my Best Friend

I rolled my eyes. “She’s fine. She’s much better off not wasting her time with me.”

“I don’t know what to say, honey. I thought she was The One.”

“You think they’re all The One.”

“No, but I mean Chelsea was really sophisticated. I thought you guys had a future.”

“Well, she’s not as sophisticated as you might think, and we don’t.” I stood up and carried my plate over to grab the last few slices of pizza. “Sorry to disappoint you.”

“You don’t even seem upset about it.”

I shrugged and returned to the couch. “I’m not really. It was a long way coming.”

“I had no idea you guys were unhappy.”

“I think it was just me,” I said, “but I’m over it.”

“Does that mean she’s not going to be your date for Claire’s wedding?”

“I guess so.” I put the phone on speaker and separated two pieces of pizza. “And I’d appreciate if you wouldn’t keep in touch with her.”

When she didn’t say anything, I picked up the phone and turned it off speaker. “Mom, did you hear me?”

“Sorry, what?”

“I don’t want you to be friends with Chelsea anymore. I know you guys like the same designers and crap, but it’s not appropriate. You have your own friends.”

“You can’t expect me to be rude if I run into her-”

“No,” I said, wondering if I should’ve told her exactly how unsophisticated she was. “But you don’t need to be overly friendly.”

“Okay.”

“Thanks.”

“Your father is going to be disappointed.”

“Not if you tell him what a big spender she was.”

“I’ll be sure to mention it.”

“Do.”

“So will you be coming to dinner on your own then?”

“I don’t think so,” I said. “I’m not really in the mood to socialize.”

“You have a week to get in the mood.”

“I’m not making any promises.”

“But your sister and Dave are coming.”

“They’ll understand.”

“Well, I expect you to be here, unless you have a date or something.”

I popped the last piece of crust in my mouth.

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