All Chapters of Filling in the Boyfriend spot: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

When we arrived at the car, Bec had moved to the back, probably because her boyfriend was now coming.“Boring people in front.” She was all stretched out on the backseat. “Now give me my treats.”“I told you I’m not your personal shopper. I didn’t get them.”She didn’t say a word, just held her hand, palm up, between the seats.Hayden shook his head and handed her the items she’d requested. “One day I won’t get those.”“One day I’ll join the cheer squad and go by Becky.”“Wasn’t that last year?” Hayden asked.“Oh yeah. Guess that wasn’t a good comparison, then.”“You were a cheerleader?” I asked, not sure if they were kidding or not.“She was. A pretty good one too.”I remembered how Hayden had said at the party that she liked to put up a front so that people didn’t get too close. I won

I backed up several steps and held up my phone. “Okay, hmm, Nate step a little closer to Bec. That’s better. Actually a little closer. Good, now put your arm around her like Hayden is doing. It will look better.” Bec’s cheeks went a little pink and Hayden’s annoyed look at having to take a picture turned into a smile.“Say, ‘UCLA.’”After getting something to eat, we arrived at the theater about ten minutes early, but I didn’t see my brother anywhere. “Should I call him?”“It would be fun for him to see you in the audience,” Bec said. “Then we can talk to him afterward.”“Okay. Sounds good.” It mostly sounded good because I was nervous. He’d asked me not to come and I was worried I was about to ruin his special night by being here. I shook off the feeling. He’d be happy. I knew I would’ve been if our places were reversed, if I’d seen him in the audience the day I’d given my campaign spe

When I opened my eyes, the car was still. Bright overhead lights made me squint and blink a few times. I sat up and stretched.Bec cleared her throat. “You’re awake.”“Where is Hayden?”She pointed out the window where Hayden and Nate stood at a gas pump.“Oh. Gas.” I reached to the floor, picked up my purse, and dug for my wallet. Pulling out a couple of twenties, I stuck them in the cup holder in the center console.Bec stared at them for a moment then said, “I’m going to tell you something and I’m mostly telling you because I feel sorry for you after what happened tonight but I’m also telling you because it’s true.”“Okay,” I said, wary. That didn’t seem like the kind of lead-in that would result in something I wanted to hear.“You said that the reason you were so upset is because you are that person, the one your brother was railing

I gave her a half smile and climbed out of the car. “Thank you so much for the ride.”My parents greeted me when I walked in the house.“How was it?” my dad asked, his face hopeful. I wanted to do exactly what Mrs. Reynolds suggested and tell my parents everything. But I wanted to give Drew a chance to explain first. Because I didn’t want to hurt my parents and hoped beyond anything that maybe I had just seen the worst part of the video, that maybe I’d go online and see that really his piece wasn’t mocking his entire family in one fell swoop.“It was okay. Can we talk about it tomorrow? All that driving made me tired.”“Of course. I’m so happy you got to be there for your brother,” my mom said. “I’m regretting now that we didn’t go.”“No. It was probably better that you didn’t. He was busy.” I paused while staring at my mom. “You’re still wearing your makeup.

“Yes.”I nodded. “What’s your story?”“What?”“I mean, what do you like to do? Are you into sports?”“I run track.”“Cool.”The door opened accompanied by a beeping noise and I turned toward it with a relieved breath.Hayden greeted me with his easy smile. He had on glasses that I had almost forgotten he wore. He looked cute in them. How had I ever thought guys wearing glasses weren’t my type? I had a feeling anything Hayden wore at this point would become my type. “Hey.”He didn’t even take in my outfit like I thought he would. He just walked to my side and peered in at the flavors along with me.“What’s good?” he asked Blake.“I don’t know. I’m not really an ice cream fan.”“What?” Hayden asked, his voice incredulous. “How does a guy who doesn’t like ice cream end up