i'm just that fascinating i guess

[self_composed]

The first day Bella spends out and about with her new who's-watching-me powers, she is rather alarmed.

Maybe she's just mistaken about how much time people spend looking at reasonably pretty eighteen-year-old girls. She kills a pentagon to try it on a nearby control - who's looking at that girl over there?

Fewer people. Fewer people are looking at that random girl, and less intently. They're looking at her familiarly - they know her - or casually - they're checking her out.

[I have a spy problem,] Bella says. She makes a faintly exaggerated show of snapping her fingers in frustration and turning around. She's going back to her room to get a mirror and bobby pins and barettes, so she can spy back on the pretense of checking her hair, without making it overwhelmingly obvious that she knows what's going on.

Comments

[regularsized]

"I don't actually think of our friendship as a sketchy favour I did for Libby."

[self_composed]

"Started that way," Bella says, not ungently. "Even if you weren't faking the entire thing."

[regularsized]

"I didn't fake any of it."

[self_composed]

"So left to your own devices you would have taken intro bio at Stanford, picked me in particular as your biology friend, scheduled all of those study sessions instead of having it be on a "whenever" basis...?"

[regularsized]

"Biology at Stanford and picking you as my biology friend were predetermined. Predetermined and fake are not the same. And yes, actually, difficult as it may be to believe, I schedule study sessions with you because I like you and value your opinions."

[self_composed]

Bella regards Bridget evenly.

"I wonder how she formed the expectation that we'd get along. I wonder what she knows about me, that she could make that bet and win. I am not friends with most people."

[regularsized]

"I'm sure she was prepared to accept that it might not work out. She picked me because going back to undergrad actually is something I might do for fun."

[self_composed]

"Hm."

Bella closes her eyes. "What would a non-disaster version of this conversation have looked like?"

[regularsized]

"I don't know. Realistically, there probably isn't one."

[self_composed]

"Heh."

Bella sits back. "You're among the more interesting friends I've had."

[regularsized]

"Well," says Bridget. "I guess that's good to know."

[self_composed]

"Can I ask you," Bella says, "not to mention to Libby any personal details - like, anything I've mentioned in passing about members of my family, or my boyfriend, or even Janine or anybody? I am still rather paranoid about this whole thing and I don't want mysterious badnesses happening to people I like if Libby and I should happen to fail to get along."

[regularsized]

"In my fairly extensive experience of Libby, I've never caught her doing anything that petty and vindictive," says Bridget. "But sure."

[self_composed]

"I think we've established that she doesn't tell you everything. Thank you," Bella says, smiling weakly.

[regularsized]

"You're welcome."

[self_composed]

"What happens now? Do you phone her? Do I need to leave the room?"

[regularsized]

"Yes and probably also yes," says Bridget.

[self_composed]

Bella walks into the kitchen, far enough away that if Bridget speaks in a low voice she really won't be able to hear her.

[regularsized]

And Bridget makes a call.

It's not long.



"I left her a message," she says, stepping into the kitchen.

[self_composed]

"She tells you to confront a wishcoiner with displeasing news and then does not answer her phone when you call?" Bella asks.

[regularsized]

"I did mention there seemed to be an emergency, right?"

[self_composed]

"You did. But it sounded like it was an emergency that related to me in some way."

[regularsized]

"That doesn't mean I know what it is. You could be tangential for all I know."

[self_composed]

"True. Does she have emergencies often?"

[regularsized]

"Not very."