I should be surprised you're calling me. But I'm not," she says. "How was...

I should be surprised you're calling me. But I'm not," she says.
"How was practice?"
"Not great. Darlene isn't a great captain, and Ms. Small knows it. You shouldn't quit."
"I'm not. I'm just taking a break for a little while. But I didn't call to talk about poms. Listen, I wanted you to know I broke up with Colin today."
"And you're telling me because…"
That's a good question, one I normally wouldn't have answered. "I wanted to talk with someone about it, and I know I have friends who I can call, but I kinda wanted to go to someone who wouldn't gossip about it. My friends have big mouths."
Sierra is the one person I'm closest to, but I lied to her about Alex. And her boyfriend, Doug, is best friends with Colin.
"How do you know I won't blab?" Isabel asks.
"I don't. But you didn't tell me stuff about Alex when I asked, so I figure you're good at keeping secrets."
"I am. So shoot."
"I don't know how to say this."
"I haven't got all day, you know."
"I kissed Alex," I blurt out.
"Alex? ¡Benditaǃ Was that before or after the Colin breakup?"
I wince. "I didn't plan it."
Isabel laughs so hard and loud, I have to take the phone away from my ear. "You sure didn't plan it?" she asks once she can get words out.
"It just happened. We were at his house and then we were interrupted when his mom came home and saw us--"
"What? His ma saw you guys? In his house? ¡Benditaǃ" She goes off in Spanish, and I have no clue what the hell she's saying.
"I don't speak Spanish, Isabel. Help me out here."
"Oh, sorry. Carmen is gonna shit a brick when she finds out."
I clear my throat.
"I won't tell her," Isabel is quick to say. "But Alex's mom is one tough woman. When Alex dated Carmen, he kept her far away from his . Don't get me wrong, she loves her sons. But she's overprotective, just like most Mexican mothers. Did she kick you out?"
"No, but she pretty much called me a whore."
More laughing from the other end of the line.
"It wasn't funny."
"I'm sorry." More laughing. "I would have loved to be a fly on the wall when she walked in on you two."
"Thanks for your compassion," I say dryly. "I'm hanging up now."
"No! I'm sorry for laughing. It's just that the more we talk, the more I see you as a totally different person than I thought you were. I guess I can understand why Alex likes you.