Perhaps she'd tell Dylan about this - some day.


Perhaps she'd tell Dylan about this - some day. - L.A. Beat - part 3 "And you didn't do anything", Kelly's voice asked astonished. Brenda nodded to no-one, then realized how stupid it was to nod when talking to a phone, then realized that no-one had seen her stupidity. She went on telling about what she had done. She had slipped out of the house and driven quietly away for half an hour. When she had came back, Dylan had been gone and her mother had looked like her normal self as if nothing had happened. Brenda had gone to her room and called Kelly immediately. Mom was going to spent the rest of the evening with some of her friends and was doing her makeup. "Well, at least your life is settled for a while", Kelly said," but guess what has happened here? My mom just told me that we'll have dinner together with Mel and David! And they'll be here any minute!" Brenda giggled for a while, imagining David sitting at the table ashamed in front of Kelly's eyes. Kelly had enough authority to keep David's eyes set to the ground. "Wait a minute", Brenda said suddenly. "What about the tape?" "Andrea asked to have it for a day, and I saw no reason why not", Kelly answered.

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