Los diarios de carrie

apart and she quickly gathers them up. "Don't even try to lie about it. You know you wrote it."

"I do?"

She hastily wipes the corner of her eye. "You can't fool me.

There are things in here that only you would know."

Double crap. Now I actually do feel bad. And guilty.

But then I remind myself that she's the one who's responsible for this mess.

I rock back in my chair, sliding my feet onto the table. "How did you get it anyway?"

"Jen P." Jen P must have been hanging out with Peter in the art department and she found it in Gayle's folder and stole it.

"Why would Jen P give it to you?"

"I've known her a long time," she says slowly. "Some people are loyal."

Now she's being really nasty. She's known me a long time too. Perhaps she's chosen to skip that part. "Sounds more like a case of 'like attracts like.' You stole Sebastian and she stole Peter."

"Oh, Carrie." She sighs. "You were always so dumb about boys. You can't steal someone's boyfriend unless he wants to be stolen."

"Is that so?"

"You're so mean," she says, shaking the manuscript. "How could you do this?"

"Because you deserve it?"

"Who are you to say who deserves what? Who do you think you are? God? You always think you're just a little bit better