Meanwhile Cappie sat on the roof. He held his drink in one hand and his head in the other. He felt so stupid for ever turning Casey down. Casey Cartwright, girl of his dreams, not only admitted her feelings but broke up with Max for him. And he had to be the selfish douche, and not think about her feelings. Cappie felt tears welling up in his eyes, but brushed them away when he heard the sound of someone crawling through the window. It was Ashleigh, Casey’s right hand woman.
“Casey broke up with Max.”
“I see.”
“Because of you, and she’s gonna break up with the next guy, and the next guy…because for some odd reason: You’re the one she’s supposed to be with.”
Cappie sat there and looked out into the sky. Were he and Casey really meant to be? Around him, his friends began to hoot and holler.
“It’s almost midnight guys!” They yelled. “Come on! Let’s get a countdown going!”
“Five! Four! Three…” The excited cheers sounded through the yard. Ashleigh looked over at Cappie.
“It’s the end of the world Cappie…what’re you gonna do?”
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