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"What was that?" Claire asked, looking away from her mirror and turning to her friend. Rebecca Chambers was grinning at her, a mischievous look on her face. The two friends were in Claire's bedroom getting ready to go to the mall when Claire had zoned out while applying her make up.
"Don't act like you didn't hear me," Rebecca laughed. "Or were you so preoccupied with thinking about him that you legit didn't hear me?"
Claire stared at her like a deer caught in the headlights, realizing exactly what her friend was talking about. She turned back to face her mirror, nearly smudging her mascara on her cheekbone as she did so. "I don't know what you're talking about!"
"Of course you do," Rebecca teased, plopping down on Claire's bed. "Now tell me something. Whose idea was it to go to the mall in the first place?"
"Well, mine..." Claire said before shaking her head. "But we always go to the mall. Nothing different about this time..." She went back to doing her makeup, very aware of Rebecca's eyes burning a hole in the back of her head.
"Uh huh... you sure are putting on a lot of make up for one of our normal trips to the mall..."
Claire shrugged, doing her best to mask the rising red in her cheeks. "I don't know. Maybe I just wanted to feel extra pretty today?" Claire winced, realizing that was the wrong answer.
"Oh, extra pretty?" Rebecca leaned in. "And why is that?"
"No reason!" Claire said too loudly.
"Ok, then," Rebecca said, leaning back and looking out the window. "By the way, which store did you want to go to first?"
Claire looked at her through the mirror. "Maybe we could actually get something to eat first?"
"Like at that new burger place?"
Claire brightened up. "Yeah that-"
"The one Leon just got a job at?"
Claire slammed her mouth shut and turned all her focus back on her make up. "Oh... he works there? I... didn't know," she lied. But she could see that Rebecca wasn't buying it. "I swear I don't like him!"
"You're a terrible lier, Redfield," Rebecca teased, watching her reflection. "Or should I say, future Mrs. Kennedy?"
"Ok! Fine! Yes!" Claire exclaimed, throwing her hands up. "I wanna see him... happy?"
"Very."
Claire flipped off her friend and the two fell into a fit of laughter.