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partner.”
          “Oh, well, very good. Skylar, don't just stand there; get the young man a drink.”
          Again, I rolled my eyes and went to the fridge, pouring Kane and myself a drink of Coke. I passed it to him, and he sat at the table under Momma's instructions.
          She nudged me in the side as I sat down next to Kane. “Oh, honey, he is a looker.” She smiled.
          I groaned. “Yeah, well, Momma, don't get your hopes up on grandkiddies just yet. Kane here already has a plastic girlfriend,” I explained.
          Kane frowned at me as he picked up his drink.
          Momma gasped. “You mean a blow-up doll?”
          Kane coughed and spat his drink all over the table. How could I not laugh?
          “No, Momma, one of those Barbie rich-types.”
          “Oh, oh well.” She turned to Kane, who had gotten up to grab the paper towel on the bench to wipe his face, then the table. “That's nice for you, dear.” Momma grinned. “And Skylar, you shouldn't put her down while in his company.”
          At least she didn't say I shouldn't bag her at all. I think Kane caught onto it as well because he smirked.
          “So let’s get started before my Momma can say anything else.”
          “Would you like to stay for tea, Kane?”
          Too late.
          “That would be nice. Thank you, Mrs James.”
          “Call me Jenny, dear. Skylar, why don't you take Kane into your room and study there at your desk while I run around the kitchen?”
          I looked at Kane's surprised expression.
          Normal moms didn't say that kind of stuff. Whose Momma would offer their daughter to take a good-looking guy into their room? Unless, that said momma already knew that their daughter had no chance with that said good-looking guy, or that she could see he wasn't her type. Which he wasn't.
          Of course, I could admire. Who wouldn't? But I found him...too prim and proper.
          “Sure. Come on, Kane.” I grabbed some books and left him to take the rest. He followed the couple of steps it took to get to my room. I didn't care that my room wasn't fancy, and I didn't care that Kane Stanley was about to see it. I was happy with how my room looked, and that was all that counted.
          I should have known Momma had an ulterior motive to get me into my room.
          “Barbra, guess what. Skylar has her history partner here, and my goodness, he is a fine young man,” she said into the phone to her best friend Barbra Keating.
           I groaned, shut my door, and quickly turned on my stereo to muffle the conversation going on in the kitchen.
          I turned back to Kane, who was sitting at my desk, which lay under my window. He was laughing quietly.
          “Yeah, laugh it up, mate. Wait until she starts on your case.”
          He sobered a little, but said, “Come on, it’s a little funny. I’ve never met an adult who would say ‘blow-up doll’ in front of me.”
          “Welcome to my world,” I sighed.
          With that, he glanced around my bedroom, taking in all that surrounded him. While he was busy, I got out my history book, tidied my desk a little so we could both fit, and sat down in the seat I pulled over from the other side of my bed, which I used as a bedside table.
          “I’m guessing you’re a fan of Ruby Gloom.”
          I took on an innocent voice and said, “Oh my, is it that obvious?” Of course it was. I had pictures of her and Skull Boy around everywhere. I even had a Ruby Gloom bed cover for my single bed, and figurines of all the characters from the show on my windowsill.
          “By the way, what do you even know about it? I can't see you watching a show like that,” I asked.
          “My sister, who’s five, loves it and tells me all about what’s going on in Ruby Gloom’s world.”
          “Now, she sounds like a nice