To and this I repeat is the strangest pickup line ever created and I do mean ever “I wish I were toilet paper, so that I could touch your bum.” To “Feel my sweater; know what it’s made of, boyfriend material.”
I didn’t even know how to reply to those, and the boys seemed to enjoy it so much, they laughed their asses off most of the time. The entire way home they enjoyed mocking me over all the guys who fawned over me.
As soon as I reached home I needed to get away from them. I mean my cheeks couldn’t possibly take any more blushing, there’s only so much a girl can handle, and I went over my limit just half way home.
I ran up to my room to make an appointment, this weekend I will be seeing a few homes around the island, and I will officially own my own home in this immortal world, I really hope I find something I like.
I don’t wanna be a nuisance to the Austin’s, they haven’t said anything yet, but I certainly don’t wanna over stay my welcome, besides staying near Kale is driving me insane, it’s almost like he is the forbidden fruit. And all I want is to take a bite. Maybe a little distance at home will do me good, I mean at school Amy clearly has him distracted.