Free Big Fat Liar 2 (Big Fat Liar #2) by Cookie Moretti Page A

we'll be holding on forever!"
    Callie lost herself in the song as Abel and Ivory sang with her, images of Chris's handsome face in her mind. The day she first met him all those months ago...the days they spent at her apartment watching late night movies...the days the spent working out and having fun. Will she ever get those chances again with him?
    "Once upon a time I was falling in love," Callie sang sadly, her voice cracking, "but now I'm only falling apart." She lowered her eyes, tears burning her eyes. "Nothing I can say, a total eclipse of the heart."
    "A total eclipse of the heart," Mizz Ivory and Abel echoed beside her. "Turn around bright eyes."
    The crowd burst into applause and hoots, whistling at them as the music died and the song ended. Mizz Ivory giggled and curtsied while Abel bowed gracefully. Callie on the other hand kept staring at the ground, feeling completely hopeless and alone. No matter how many times she pictured the scenario with her telling Chris she was really a girl, the end was always the same.
    He hated and wanted nothing to do with her.
    "Wow," Mizz Ivory said, "he sure got here fast."
    "He must have been around the area," she heard Abel say. "Callie, dear," Abel nudged her arm, "look up."
    Slowly, Callie looked up. What was she suppose to be looking at?
    "By the exit, honey," Mizz Ivory said.
    Callie looked past the crowd and froze when she spotted him making his through the crowed. "Chris."
    "Get down!" Chris barked as soon as he got to the front of the stage below her. "Cal! Get down, damn it!"
    Callie kept staring down at him, wondering if she was hallucinating. Chris scowled up at her before reaching up and grabbed her hand. He tugged. "Come on, Cal. I'm taking you home."
    Callie blinked and looked to her right. Mizz Ivory gave her two thumbs up. She glanced to her left and Abel grinned at her, giving her a nod. "Go on, dear."
    Not knowing what else to do, Callie sat down and scooted herself to the edge of the stage. Thankfully it wasn't that high up and with Chris's help, she was able to get down safely. Placing the microphone on the stage, she let Chris lead her towards the exit. She stared at their joined hands in wonder.
    "What the hell were you thinking?" Chris demanded when they were outside. He still hadn't let go of her hand as he lead them across the street where his car was parked. "Getting completely drunk in that bar and trying to leave with a stranger?"
    Callie blinked. "W-what are you talking about?"
    "And you were trying to strip?" He snapped, ignoring her. "Cal, do I have to keep an eye on you all the damn time?"
    Strip? Callie blinked again. Yes, she may have been a little tipsy but she sobered up. When exactly had she tried to strip and go home with a stranger?
    "Well?" Chris faced her when they reached his car. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
    She just stared stupidly at him, still wondering why he was so mad.
    Cursing under his breath, Chris released her hand and ran his fingers through his hair. Pausing, he peered at her face under the light of the street lamps. "Cal...are you wearing makeup?"
    Callie swallowed. "Uh...I...it's lip gloss."
    He stared at her.
    "Justin Bieber wears it," she blurted out.
    Chris blinked and stared at her for several seconds before shaking his head. "Get in the car." He unlocked the doors and opened the driver's door and slid inside. Callie walked around the car and opened the passenger door. She slipped inside and timidly closed the door shut whereas Chris slammed his.
    "Put on your seat belt," he barked.
    Callie complied without argument, sensing that she was walking on eggshells around Chris. He looked furious. Was he still mad about what happened in the morning?
    The drive back to their apartment was a silent one. Callie was starting to doze, feeling tired and sleepy. All that alcohol she consumed was starting to get to her again. She really wasn't used to drinking. Whenever Chris would come to her apartment and drink Budweisers