but finally head in an opposite direction. Thank God hardly anyone was in the dorm hallway.
“Well...you have to eat. Are you going to call them back?”
“No, I’m just going to tie my hair back and wear a hoodie and some glasses or something.” I leaned over my bed and towards my desk. I pulled out a drawer and yanked out a huge pair of sunglasses Nori had picked out for me in a store.
“Yea, these and a really baggie hoodie.”
“I’ve got one you can borrow.”
She hopped off her bed and skipped over to her closet, she tore through the hangers until she reached a jet black hoodie that was probably five sizes too big for me, and Lisa was considerably smaller than I was.
“Here it is.” She said, yanking it out. “You can wear that if you go out.” She tossed it to me and I thanked her, laying it on the bed beside me.
“I don’t know what to do, Lisa.” I said, smoothing the wrinkles out of the fabric of the hoodie. “I don’t want to do this. The guy’s a jerk.”
“Oh God.” Lisa squealed. “You got to talk to him?”
“He pretty much shoved his app-“ I popped the p like he had done. “In my face and said suck it. That’s how he said app, by the way. Popped his p like that.”
“Oh man, that’s sexy. And I know what I’d be willing to-“
“Lisa!” I put my hands tentatively over my ears. “God! I don’t want to hear that!”
“Well.” She grimaced and looked at her phone, a text message lit up her screen. “Ben keeps texting me. He’s worried you’ll try to get me to like be a third wheel on your date or something.” She typed furiously back and hit send with a little extra energy. “The way he’s talking, you’d think I was begging you to take me with you.”
She looked up at me, half smiling, almost half hopeful I’d suggest it.
“The dude’s agent said he’d text me later today with details.” I quickly changed gears. “Apparently they’re flying me out somewhere tomorrow, a car is going to pick me up at some point and take me to an airport.”
“That’s way hot.”
“I guess.”
There was a silence, both of us lost in thought over what had just transpired not even an hour before.
“What was he like?” She finally asked, her voice hardly over a whisper.
“Arrogant. Like I said. That cocky grin, he acted like he was something and he knew it.”
“Was he hot?”
I thought back to Taylor leaning back in his chair. A tight black shirt, showing off that he knew how to work out. Ripped jeans and sporty shoes. That dark hair cut close to his head, but long enough to give him an edge. And those brown eyes, man, the eyes that told you he knew that he could get what he wanted from you. Ugh, what am I doing?
“Alright, I guess.”
“Don’t you dare lie to me Kale Delaney!”
“He was alright! He’s that…tall and dark type person. If you like that sort of thing, then yea, he’s hot.”
“You’ve always liked tall and dark.”
“Well…” I did. I didn’t want to admit it, but as cocky as Taylor was, he was smoking. “His attitude makes him ugly. Abs of steel have nothing on a mouth that says ‘I’m a jerk.’” She smirked at me.
“You thought he was hot.”
“Hotness and jerkiness shouldn’t mix. It should be one or the other.”
“But he happens to be both.”
I hated that cocky grin. I really did, I hate boys that think they can get anything they want with you. Add that to his popularity in the world…you had one recipe for disaster.
“His agent said there’d be cameras following us around. Documenting our date, or something.”
“Oh! You’ve got to wear something cute!”
“Or something really trashy.”
“Ugh, Kale.”
“On that note…maybe I should ruin the whole thing.” Lisa looked horrified. “Yea…go in like…over-sized overalls and just sit there trash talking him the whole time. That’d be awesome!”
“You’d get shot if you did that.”
“Yea, and I’m pretty sure I just signed my life
“Well...you have to eat. Are you going to call them back?”
“No, I’m just going to tie my hair back and wear a hoodie and some glasses or something.” I leaned over my bed and towards my desk. I pulled out a drawer and yanked out a huge pair of sunglasses Nori had picked out for me in a store.
“Yea, these and a really baggie hoodie.”
“I’ve got one you can borrow.”
She hopped off her bed and skipped over to her closet, she tore through the hangers until she reached a jet black hoodie that was probably five sizes too big for me, and Lisa was considerably smaller than I was.
“Here it is.” She said, yanking it out. “You can wear that if you go out.” She tossed it to me and I thanked her, laying it on the bed beside me.
“I don’t know what to do, Lisa.” I said, smoothing the wrinkles out of the fabric of the hoodie. “I don’t want to do this. The guy’s a jerk.”
“Oh God.” Lisa squealed. “You got to talk to him?”
“He pretty much shoved his app-“ I popped the p like he had done. “In my face and said suck it. That’s how he said app, by the way. Popped his p like that.”
“Oh man, that’s sexy. And I know what I’d be willing to-“
“Lisa!” I put my hands tentatively over my ears. “God! I don’t want to hear that!”
“Well.” She grimaced and looked at her phone, a text message lit up her screen. “Ben keeps texting me. He’s worried you’ll try to get me to like be a third wheel on your date or something.” She typed furiously back and hit send with a little extra energy. “The way he’s talking, you’d think I was begging you to take me with you.”
She looked up at me, half smiling, almost half hopeful I’d suggest it.
“The dude’s agent said he’d text me later today with details.” I quickly changed gears. “Apparently they’re flying me out somewhere tomorrow, a car is going to pick me up at some point and take me to an airport.”
“That’s way hot.”
“I guess.”
There was a silence, both of us lost in thought over what had just transpired not even an hour before.
“What was he like?” She finally asked, her voice hardly over a whisper.
“Arrogant. Like I said. That cocky grin, he acted like he was something and he knew it.”
“Was he hot?”
I thought back to Taylor leaning back in his chair. A tight black shirt, showing off that he knew how to work out. Ripped jeans and sporty shoes. That dark hair cut close to his head, but long enough to give him an edge. And those brown eyes, man, the eyes that told you he knew that he could get what he wanted from you. Ugh, what am I doing?
“Alright, I guess.”
“Don’t you dare lie to me Kale Delaney!”
“He was alright! He’s that…tall and dark type person. If you like that sort of thing, then yea, he’s hot.”
“You’ve always liked tall and dark.”
“Well…” I did. I didn’t want to admit it, but as cocky as Taylor was, he was smoking. “His attitude makes him ugly. Abs of steel have nothing on a mouth that says ‘I’m a jerk.’” She smirked at me.
“You thought he was hot.”
“Hotness and jerkiness shouldn’t mix. It should be one or the other.”
“But he happens to be both.”
I hated that cocky grin. I really did, I hate boys that think they can get anything they want with you. Add that to his popularity in the world…you had one recipe for disaster.
“His agent said there’d be cameras following us around. Documenting our date, or something.”
“Oh! You’ve got to wear something cute!”
“Or something really trashy.”
“Ugh, Kale.”
“On that note…maybe I should ruin the whole thing.” Lisa looked horrified. “Yea…go in like…over-sized overalls and just sit there trash talking him the whole time. That’d be awesome!”
“You’d get shot if you did that.”
“Yea, and I’m pretty sure I just signed my life
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