Free Pretend by Sharlay Page B

minutes, dissecting each word one at a time. My heart began beating faster as my   thumb hovered over the send button. I can't believe that I'm about to say this but sometimes I wish that I was more like Rachel,   cold hearted   and spiteful. Unfortunately I wasn't so my   thumb went straight over to the delete button. I got rid of the message and started to write again.
     
                  Why?
                 
                  It was pathetic, I know but I just wasn't expecting a follow up to this morning ’ s text that he had sent me and sending back a message like that, just wasn't my style. I pressed send and then rested my phone in my lap.
                  I looked up at Aiden who was sat in silence as he continued to drive. I watched as he vigorously pulled each gear into place and swung the steering wheel round with force as we took each corner.   He never got mad and I felt so bad.
                  "Aiden, I'm really So -"
                  Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate again, which stopped me mid sentence.
                  "Don't want to leave Kyle waiting," he mumbled as he sniggered angrily to himself.
                  I felt bad, again. I quickly retrieved my phone from my lap and looked at the screen. I t was from Kyle. I opened the message and read the contents.
     
                  I have to tell you something, it's really important. Please...
     
                  Something important? What could he possibly tell me of importance? Was it t hat he has an evil twin who cheated on me with Rachel but now he's back to save the day? No. Unless it was as good an excuse as that, I wasn't interested.
                  I wasn't in the mood to hear any more of Kyle's excuses so I ignored the last text and then put my phone back inside of   my bag.
    I wanted to talk to Aiden. I needed to make things right before we met up with Crystal. As we pulled up at the park, I got straight out of the car. I watched as   he slammed his car door, locked it and then walked off.
                  "Aiden!" I called after him.
                  He suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around to face me.
                  "Look, I know that I was a bit harsh back there and you didn't deserve that," I said in a guilty voice as I walked towards him.
                  "No, I didn't," he replied, still looking rather annoyed.
                  "I'm sorry, I was just taking my frustration with Kyle out on you," I said as I awaited an answer.
                  "I know," he replied, more sympathetically this time.
                  "Forgiven?" I asked.
                  "Yeah but   on one condit ion," he said as a small smile spread across his lips.
                  "What?" I asked, curiously.
                  "You admit that I am the king of charades," he said as he began to laugh.
                  "Are you kidding me?" I replied as I tried to the force the smile off of my face.
                  "I never kid," he replied as the smile on his face grew larger.
                  "And then you'll forgive me?" I asked.
                  "Completely," he said, staring into my eyes.
                  "Ok...You're the king of charares ," I mumbled as we continued to walk through the park.
                  "How silly do you think I am? You think that I can't tell that you're not even saying charades?" He said as he let out a loud laugh.
                  "Ok fine! You really want me to do this?" I asked in a sympathetic voice.
                  "Yes and your puppy dog eyes don't work on me, angel," he said with a smirk on his face.
                  "Ok, fine!" I said.
                  I took a deep breath and looked