Free The Boy Who Knew Me When (From Boys to men Trilogy) by J.L. Bostick Page A

as if I were a moron.
    “Are you even listening to me? Besides the fact that I have to find myself a new toy he had the nerve to cheat on me with the likes of Rebecca. REBECCA, she is a step completely in the wrong fucking direction. She’s the girl that gets cheated on, not me!”
      Wow, I knew Brea could be shallow but I have never actually heard her say anything so deplorable and self-centered out loud.
    “So, it would have been fine if he cheated on you with Miranda Kerr? Were you guys even exclusive?”
      For a second I honestly thought Brea was going to hit me. She gave me a glare so heated that I had to peel my eyes from her to the ground for fear I would spontaneously combust.
    “UGH! YES!” She screamed again. “Because at least then it would make a little bit of fucking sense. You just don’t dump a nine for a three! And to top that off, I am not even a stupid nine so that makes it even worse. It is not as if he can argue that he got sick of me because I was some ditsy moron with big tits.”
    Sadly, now I got it.
    “I’m sorry you’re upset but really Brea, are you listening to yourself right now? Firstly, how exactly do you gather this girl is a skank from the fact that she forgets your whipped cream? It isn’t like you to judge people on a basis of absolutely nothing; she seems nice enough albeit a bit flighty. Maybe she doesn’t even know about you? And second, you said it, you are a nine, well, actually I would say you are more like a ten. Unlike Rebecca you can snap your fingers and take your pick of men. Throw her the idiot bone, get over it and snap because I know you and I know you don’t really give a shit.”
      Brea stared at me but I could not quite peg what her expression was. In a matter of seconds I read anger, frustration, indifference and awe. Nothing surprised me more than seeing the crooked smile that flashed across her lips. Suddenly she crossed the room and threw her arms around me.
    “Did you just say I was a ten?” she bounced up and down excitedly like a ten year-old. “I knew there was a reason why we were best friends. I love you Jem. And you are right, time to snap. James shot me a text before that moron dumped me and invited me out to the Omega house for some kind of meet the pledge party. Let’s go, you can hang out with what’s his name, Ford, Julian, whatever, it’s perfect.”
      James was the guy who had beaten down Ford’s door in an effort to find me after an insane night of first, second and third orgasmic encounters of the most delicious kind. I did not even know Brea had spoken to the man again, but then, I have kind of been caught up on my own little world the last few days. 
    “He isn’t going to be there, he went out of town for the weekend. Went to visit his grandmother in Puerto Rico”
    “Really?” she asked confusedly. I nodded and she continued. “Strange, you would think the president of the fraternity would kind of have to be there.”
      President? That was news to me. It seemed I really did need to get to know Ford because I had no idea that he was the president of the Omega Delta Phi fraternity. I guess that explains his larger than normal bedroom complete with private bath. Two rooms that I had gotten to know very well in only a few hours.
     
    “Oh well, we can go anyway, it will be fun!” she decided.
      The party didn’t start until later on in the evening so we decided to hit the mall, do some shopping and have a little fun. I was still broke needing most of the money Aunt Tilly forwarded into my checking account from my trust for bills. There was just enough left that I could hit the clearance rack at forever 21 and The Gap. I needed this little shopping excursion to keep my mind off of something that I could not have. Or shall I say someone I could not have, not at the moment anyway.
      By the time we were done shopping Brea had racked up a few hundred dollars in shoes and I had managed a couple cute outfits, including a