I looked at Kirsty.
She is such a bitch sometimes.
She waited for my answer, however, she was patient.
Plus she is a huge slut, shes totally taken advantage at the fact that she’s eighteen and so are all the other bone-headed jocks, and screwed them.
“Well?” She giggled.
No thanks, Kirsty. I don’t have any condoms and I don’t want whatever the hell kind of STDs that you have.
“I am swamped with homework, sorry.” I fake-sighed.
“Oh, thats okay, Friday then?”
“Uh…sure.”
Dammit!
Macy gave me a mean look.
“Why do you even want to be around her?” She asked.
“Hey, it isn’t like I can refuse her!” I said, stung. “She can be a good friend sometimes, and really sweet, but I don’t want to have anything to do with her as far as a relationship or anything farther.”
I brushed my long, wild hair out of my face.
“Why do you even care so much?” I asked.
She gave me a similar look to her scary look, sending a crazy, energizing tingle down my back.
You are so hot, and you have no idea, why be jealous?