10am

Phone call between Bridie and Leigheanna

Bridie: Oh, please, answer! Hi.

Leigheanna: Who are you?

Bridie: I'm Bridie.

Leigheanna: Excuse me?

Bridie: Bridie. Bridie Dutra. The girl who came round at your aunt's place yesterday. You called me a stalker on the phone, do you remember?

Leigheanna: I was just about to forget it... Now, I highly regret treating you that way. I should've been much nicer to you. I'm sorry.

Bridie: You needn't apologize to me. After all, we don't even know each other. The one who has apologize is me. I shouldn't have been so rude to you. I called you a bitch without taking your feelings into account. I... I...

Leigheanna: Bridie, don't worry. I know you want to fix things. It'll take some time, but at least you tried.

Bridie: Oh, thank you. These words mean a lot to me. I mean, I thought you'd denounce me. You sounded serious when you said that.

Leigheanna: Again, don't worry. We're going to fix things.

Bridie: Would you like to meet me for lunch? I know a place that serves very good pizza. Also, I think I know something about the witch you may not want to hear over the phone...

Leigheanna: Okay. Now I'm curious.

Bridie: I'll tell you when you meet me. I'll text you the address of the place later, okay?

Leigheanna: That's it. See you later!

Bridie: See you.

As Bridie hangs up, Leigheanna is now more than willing to call the mysterious guy to find out more about him, in particular his name.

Leigheanna: Should I call him or not? What if it ends up being a bad idea? I don't want to make a poor figure with him... Oh, come on, Leigheanna. Stop whining and do it!

Phone call between Leigheanna and the mysterious guy

Leigheanna: That's it. I'm gonna call him. Screw it! Hi.

???: Who are you?

Leigheanna: The creepy girl who randomly called you from her aunt's house.

???: What?

Leigheanna: Are you deaf? I said I'm the creepy girl who-

???: I mean, what's your name?

Leigheanna: Leigheanna.

???: Oh, it's that I forgot it. Anyway, how are you?

Leigheanna: I'm fine. By the way, last time you didn't introduce yourself. You know it's not polite, right?

???: Fuck politeness. It doesn't even matter.

Leigheanna: What?

???: My name.

Leigheanna: You know you're still a total stranger to me right now? Okay, maybe not, but how can I trust you fully if I don't know your name?

???: My name? You really want to know it, right?

Leigheanna: Well, if I'm lucky enough I might even try and find you on Facebook, you know...

???: Huh. Let me tell you, you're being quite insistent...

Leigheanna: You know I can hang up, delete your number and forget I even call you, or keep calling you every single day...

???: Okay, I give up. I'm Rowan.

Leigheanna: That's nice. I like it.

Rowan: Really? I'm not a fan of it. I mean, people often make fun of me for it, saying things such as "it's a girls' name" and so on.

Leigheanna: It's not just a girls' name. Also, I thought you don't give a fuck about other people's shit.

Rowan: I don't, indeed. But I thought it would be okay to mention it.

Leigheanna: Oh, I understand. Listen, one thing. What would you do if your mean aunt started displaying an abusive behavior?

Rowan: I don't understand. My aunts are all nice to me...

Leigheanna: I mean, have you got any advice for me? I've never liked my aunt, and this is why I didn't want to spend my holidays with her. She is mean, controlling and disrespectful. Moreover, when you dare to refuse doing something for her, she shows her true colors.

Rowan: Okay, you're scaring me...

Leigheanna: She starts acting in an abusive manner. When I say that, I mean literally. Last night, for example, she went completely nuts. She even smashed my face on a door! Luckily, I found something to stop the nosebleeding, otherwise I'd have probably ended up in a hospital bed.

Rowan: Are you okay now?

Leigheanna: Again, this morning I had to make sure that the bleeding would stop. Let's say I just look horrible...

Rowan: I guess you don't.

Leigheanna: Have you ever seen my face?

Rowan: Haha. I can't say it's not a pretty face without seeing it.

Leigheanna: Seriously, stop it! By the way, I need a plan. I want to stop that manipulative bitch of Kaitlin.

Rowan: Who on hell is Kaitlin?

Leigheanna: My aunt.

Rowan: You must hate her so much to call her with her birth name.

Leigheanna: Okay, let's stay focused. I need a good plan to stop her, and I need your help. Please, tell me you have a good idea in mind.

Rowan: Such as?

Leigheanna: It's you who has to help me coming up with a convincing idea!

Rowan: Hello? It's you who has to come up with a convincing idea, not me!

Leigheanna: Stop whining like a little girl and help me!

Rowan: I'll help you, as long as you stop being a bitch.

Leigheanna: Deal.

Rowan: Have you considered writing her a letter? I mean, an unsigned letter. So that you can let her now how you're truly feeling about her.

Leigheanna: I like this idea. But how am I supposed to deliver it if she doesn't even want me around the house? Have you considered that?

Rowan: Actually... no.

Leigheanna: I got it! If I can find someone who can hand it to her without any trouble... oh, the only one who'd do so without being threatened is Meara, but I guess the others will try and push her into not listening to me.

Rowan: Leigheanna, is everything okay?

Leigheanna: Oh, yeah, yeah. I'm okay. I was just devising part of the plan.

Rowan: You could ask this girl if she knows Kaitlin...

Leigheanna: She obviously knows Kaitlin! She's my cousin!

Rowan: Oh, yeah, I should've known that...

Leigheanna: It's not your fault... Anyway, I have to go. I'm supposed to meet a person.

Rowan: Who is it?

Leigheanna: That's not your business. Anyway, I hope to hear from you soon. Bye.

Rowan: Bye. She's weird. I barely know her, and she already wants me to be part of her plan against her aunt. Wow, what can I say? She has the guts. I like that.