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revealing that she would have waved him on to third base if he didn't royally suck in the making-out department, which wasn't really true, but who cared? Carrie wanted to hit below the belt and make Jason feel as horrible as she did.
    But when she approached his side of the window, all riled up and ready to rip, Jason's car pulled away and drove through a large collection of puddles down the street, then around the corner until he was out of sight.
    There was nothing else Carrie could do but walk inside.
    Carrie sneaked upstairs, avoiding her mom, who was watching TV in the living room. She only felt like talking with one person right now, and that was Piper. Carrie went into her bedroom, and the first thing she did before grabbing a big towel was dig out her cell from her purse and dial Piper's number.
    As she listened to the phone ring, Carrie's thoughts kept going back to Jason. God, what was wrong with him? True, he wasn't a genius, and he never really had anything important to say except for, "Man, The Matrix rules." But they had lots of fun together, and Carrie thought she was safe with Jason. She had hoped that he was going to stick around for a long time, unlike the other major male figure in her life. She thought she was about to learn all these interesting things about him, but when he finally opened up, it was to push her away. Carrie's world was crumbling before her very eyes, and just then she wanted to speak with Piper even more than she wanted her lucky T back.
    The line rang four times and the voice mail picked up. She could feel a steady stream of tears flowing down her flushed cheeks. Carrie sniffled hard and left a message.
    "P, it's me. I really need to talk. You're never going to believe what Jason did. Cal me back as soon as you get this."
    Then she hung up the phone, lay facedown on her bed, pulled the comforter over her cold, shivering body, and sobbed as much as she did the morning her parents sat her down and said, "Mommy and Daddy aren't going to live together anymore."
    When her cell phone rang an hour later, Carrie snapped out of her emotional-exhaustion-induced slumber and lunged for it.
    "Hel o?"
    "Carrie, I just heard. Are you okay?" Piper asked.
    "I am so not okay," Carrie replied, relieved beyond belief to be talking with Piper. She sat up straight on her bed for the first time since she'd walked back into the house. "Let's just say Jason Miller is total scum."
    There was a sudden loud and raucous cheer on the other end of the line and Carrie held the phone away from her ear.
    "Where the heck are you?" she asked Piper.
    Fumbling noises were followed by the sound of a door closing. A couple of muffled whispers and for a moment everything was silent.
    "I told you earlier, remember? My brother is throwing this NBA party. Everyone is over here watching the Blazers game," Piper said.
    There was a thud inside Carrie's chest like she'd never felt before. "Wait a minute, is Jason there?"
    Piper sighed. "Yeah, he is. And he told me what happened. He--"
    "So you didn't even listen to my message?" Carrie asked, swal owing hard.
    "Well, I didn't hear the phone, Carrie. It's kind of noisy in here. Fifteen guys. Lots of testosterone. You know how it is."
    Carrie was on her feet now, pacing back and forth next to her bed. She clutched the phone for dear life. "Wait a minute, wait a minute. How long has he been there?"
    "I don't know . . . half an hour, maybe?" Piper said.
    He broke up with me and went straight to the party, Carrie thought, half seething, half drowning in humiliation. He's hanging out with my best friend while I sit here alone crying my eyes dry.
    "So when did you decide it was right to call me? During the halftime show or when Doug and his friends went out to recruit bums to buy beer for them at the Shop-N-Go?" Carrie asked mockingly.
    The betrayal was almost too much to handle. Piper was supposed to be there for her in times like this. But instead she had missed her call for help because