girls, and believe me, I’m not that cool.”
I almost asked him why he tied himself down so young. He couldn’t be any older than his mid- twenties, but I figured that wasn’t the best way to get what I wanted. “Please?”
“Fine. Fill out the form and you’re good to go.”
Hell yeah. “Thanks, man. I appreciate it. You need any other shifts covered and I’m your guy.”
“I’m holding you to that!” he called to me as I left the office.
The rest of my shift flew by. Mattie kept his mouth shut so I hadn’t spent my whole shift annoyed. How could I be annoyed anyway since I would be getting a beach house for the weekend?
“Later guys!” I called out as I left.
On the way out, Matt stopped me. “Hey, there’s a party tomorrow night.”
“Where?” I asked even though I was pretty sure I wasn’t going. I liked to party, but didn’t know about being all buddy-buddy with this guy.
“This girl I met at the mall. She said it’s going to be a big one. Figured I’d let you know. She’s pretty hot and hot girls usually travel in packs.”
I started to laugh, but then I remembered the guy annoyed me, so I didn’t. “Yeah, maybe. I’ll talk to my friends and see what’s up.” About that time Aspen, Pris and Jaden pulled in the parking lot to pick me up. Instead of Pris or Aspen’s car, they were in the beatermobile. Weird.
Jaden rolled down the window. There was something sticking out of his lip.
“Dude! I told you I wanted to go with you. I want to get my lip done, too.” Jerk. I couldn’t believe he went without me. We’d done our eyebrows together and our lips were supposed to be next.
He smirked. “You couldn’t handle it, Cinderella. Get in the car before your ride turns into a pumpkin.”
“Catch ya later,” I said to Matt as I walked off. Unfortunately he was following me. Well, not me, I guess, because he was walking to the back door where Aspen sat with her window open.
“You’re still going tomorrow night, right?” he asked her. My footsteps stilled. Looked like me and Mattie here needed to have a talk. Wasn’t he just talking about girls at the party and now he’d invited Aspen, too? That so wasn’t going to fly.
“Yep,” she replied to him, running a hand through her honeyed hair. My hand started to twitch. When she leaned toward the front and started talking to Pris, I let the air out of my lungs. She was hardly giving him the time of day, like she didn’t really care that he was there, which was cool. It would be a lot easier to break it to her that I thought the guy was a chump.
I slipped around him and leaned toward the window. “Hey, Woodstock.” I picked a piece of paper out of her hair and man, I wanted to do it again. It was just as soft as it looked. The urge hit me to turn around and tell him, “See, I can touch her whenever I want to,” but then I realized that was a little bit creepy. Like I wanted her or something and really, I just wanted to keep her away from guys like him and… well, me.
“Um, hey, Bastian.”
I opened the door. Aspen scooted over and I slid in beside her. “Count me and Jaden in tomorrow night too, could you, Mattie?” As if Jaden could read my mind, he laughed, then peeled out of the parking lot.
***
PA,
Time to step up your game. It’s time for Operation Flirt. Now, I know I don’t know you, but just from your emails, you don’t seem like a real flirty type. Unlike what some girls think, flirting is an art form. It’s not something everyone can do. I think you can handle it though and it goes a long way when it comes to getting the guy.
There’s a fine line between being flirty and looking easy. You don’t want to look easy because, despite what we try and make girls think, we really don’t want an easy girl, just like I’m sure girls don’t want an easy guy. Let me know if you have any questions.
Hook-up
I almost asked him why he tied himself down so young. He couldn’t be any older than his mid- twenties, but I figured that wasn’t the best way to get what I wanted. “Please?”
“Fine. Fill out the form and you’re good to go.”
Hell yeah. “Thanks, man. I appreciate it. You need any other shifts covered and I’m your guy.”
“I’m holding you to that!” he called to me as I left the office.
The rest of my shift flew by. Mattie kept his mouth shut so I hadn’t spent my whole shift annoyed. How could I be annoyed anyway since I would be getting a beach house for the weekend?
“Later guys!” I called out as I left.
On the way out, Matt stopped me. “Hey, there’s a party tomorrow night.”
“Where?” I asked even though I was pretty sure I wasn’t going. I liked to party, but didn’t know about being all buddy-buddy with this guy.
“This girl I met at the mall. She said it’s going to be a big one. Figured I’d let you know. She’s pretty hot and hot girls usually travel in packs.”
I started to laugh, but then I remembered the guy annoyed me, so I didn’t. “Yeah, maybe. I’ll talk to my friends and see what’s up.” About that time Aspen, Pris and Jaden pulled in the parking lot to pick me up. Instead of Pris or Aspen’s car, they were in the beatermobile. Weird.
Jaden rolled down the window. There was something sticking out of his lip.
“Dude! I told you I wanted to go with you. I want to get my lip done, too.” Jerk. I couldn’t believe he went without me. We’d done our eyebrows together and our lips were supposed to be next.
He smirked. “You couldn’t handle it, Cinderella. Get in the car before your ride turns into a pumpkin.”
“Catch ya later,” I said to Matt as I walked off. Unfortunately he was following me. Well, not me, I guess, because he was walking to the back door where Aspen sat with her window open.
“You’re still going tomorrow night, right?” he asked her. My footsteps stilled. Looked like me and Mattie here needed to have a talk. Wasn’t he just talking about girls at the party and now he’d invited Aspen, too? That so wasn’t going to fly.
“Yep,” she replied to him, running a hand through her honeyed hair. My hand started to twitch. When she leaned toward the front and started talking to Pris, I let the air out of my lungs. She was hardly giving him the time of day, like she didn’t really care that he was there, which was cool. It would be a lot easier to break it to her that I thought the guy was a chump.
I slipped around him and leaned toward the window. “Hey, Woodstock.” I picked a piece of paper out of her hair and man, I wanted to do it again. It was just as soft as it looked. The urge hit me to turn around and tell him, “See, I can touch her whenever I want to,” but then I realized that was a little bit creepy. Like I wanted her or something and really, I just wanted to keep her away from guys like him and… well, me.
“Um, hey, Bastian.”
I opened the door. Aspen scooted over and I slid in beside her. “Count me and Jaden in tomorrow night too, could you, Mattie?” As if Jaden could read my mind, he laughed, then peeled out of the parking lot.
***
PA,
Time to step up your game. It’s time for Operation Flirt. Now, I know I don’t know you, but just from your emails, you don’t seem like a real flirty type. Unlike what some girls think, flirting is an art form. It’s not something everyone can do. I think you can handle it though and it goes a long way when it comes to getting the guy.
There’s a fine line between being flirty and looking easy. You don’t want to look easy because, despite what we try and make girls think, we really don’t want an easy girl, just like I’m sure girls don’t want an easy guy. Let me know if you have any questions.
Hook-up
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