19. The Case of the Missing Lifegaurd

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I just wanted to say your welcome ;)

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The bell constantly being rung by Erica was driving me crazy. I couldn't focus on the book I was reading, and I kept having to reread the same paragraph over and over again.

I slammed my book down the on the table and stormed out of the break room, walking up to Robin. She couldn't hear the bell ringing because she had headphones on and was listening to the Russian tape, trying to translate anything else.

I paused the tape and ripped the headphones off her head, and pointed at Erica.

"Please for the love of all that is holy serve her!" I said, exasperated.

"Calm down, dingus," Robin said, placing the translating book down and turning around to face Erica.

As Robin started to argue with her about how she wasn't going to serve anymore samples, I left the parlor to go look for Steve and Dustin on their little Russian spy hunt.

I spotted them very quickly. They weren't exactly being inconspicuous. I crept up to the fake plant they were hiding behind, wanting to scare them.

Knowing them, Steve would scream and jump ten feet in the air, while Dustin would scream (but very high-pitched) and curl up into a ball on the floor.

As I got closer to their hiding spot, I could hear what they were saying.

"Oh, you've gotta be kidding me," Steve said, looking at something on the second level of the mall through the binoculars.

"What?" Dustin asked.

"Anna Jacobi's talking with that meathead Mark Lewinksy," Steve said, and I sighed.

Maybe she's the one that he said was hotter than Phoebe Cates.

"Dude, if you're not gonna focus, just gimme the binoculars," Dustin said.

I stopped walking up to the bush, and leaned against the wall just behind them, listening to their conversation.

"Aw, Jesus Christ, whatever happened to standards?" Steve grumbled.

"Hah, that's what I said when Nancy got back together with you," I laughed under my breath so they wouldn't hear me.

"I mean, Lewinsky never even came off the bench," Steve said.

"You are the worst spy in history, you know that?" Dustin said, snatching the binoculars from him. It was a struggle, considering that the strap to them was still around Steve's neck.

"Stop, hey. Stop," Steve protested, taking the strap off

"Besides, I don't get why you're looking at girls. You have the perfect one right in front of you," Dustin said.

"I really regret telling you that I like her-"

"(Y/N)," Dustin said.

What?

"No, don't. Someone who knows her might be around," Steve shushed.

Oh my God, no way.

"(Y/N). (Y/N). (Y/N)," Dustin continued to repeat my name, and Steve urgently tried to quiet him down.

"No, man! Stop! I've tried to ask her out six times, and she never even knew. I'm done doing that. Besides, what if we broke up? I don't wanna ruin our friendship. She's all I have right now," Steve said.

My jaw dropped halfway to the Upside Down, and my breath hitched for the 20th time today. I had no idea that he had tried to ask me out, let alone six times. I would've said yes so fast.

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