Erica couldn’t help but to laugh as Summer smacked straight into a lamp post. “Oh my god, are you ok?” She was giggling as she walked over to her and put her arms around her shoulder.
“Shhhh!” She tried to clamp a hand over Erica’s mouth. “Shhh! He doesn’t know. He doesn’t know it’s me. Okay? Nobody knows it’s me. I thought you liked him.”
“Why doesn’t he know it’s you? You thought I liked him? Hello? I’ve only had a thing for Stiles since the third grade … Isaac’s more like a dorky older brother to me … why doesn’t he know it’s you?”
“Erica!” Summer wailed. “Shhhh someone might hear you!” Though who, she didn’t know. It was just embarrassing, for no reason. “He doesn’t know it’s me because I haven’t told him! It’s a secret IM name I got just to talk to him. I don’t want him to know.”