ta
t to a frat party tonight, and all the other girls are d
ill you be at t
ot tellin
ce those three dots jump over the screen. Noah is quic
e been meaning to
hat I'm only replying to him because I have nothing el
Wh
living arrangement. Do you want to move into the mansion? It would save you a lot o
s if someone had poured liquid lava over m
CALLING MY DAD "OUR" DAD! DO
se you. You're seething right now, are
mmediately seen, and there is a little zing in my heart tha
gun: Yo
s newly showered self. His brown hair is sticking out in every directio
lts from my heart
unk? It's a new pathetic gett
're so
gun: You
u dese
said, okay? You would save a fort
ause Noah
ll think
re plenty of benefits to liv
mentally tell myself never to
wrong. He is the devil incar
to me. "I fear for whoever pissed you
y glass of vodka on the windowsi
ing at me when I'm d
ot!" I exclaim,
ou have finally met someone.
"No, god, I'm not dating the g
admit it
we aren'
t to date h
I just est
lls me otherwise; you like him, don't y
don't like
Noah and instead sizes me up with invested ey
ay
like; I don't like t
run from her now. Linnea loves to dress up others and
throw on a hoodie and head out without makeup—that's usuall
popular
d change your clothes! You're not c
ing like a total brat, but Noah has that effect on me. I'v
anca has a lot of clothes, and once she hears that you're texting with a guy, she will allow you to borrow
have an
have an hourglass figure, and you're thick—after I've dressed
ng up an entire wall, and Linnea grabs a chair. She mot
ned. That guy you're texting with?" Linnea winks at me in the mirror
"I doub
sound French at all. "But not to worry. I'm a god with makeup, and you're already pretty—I will just brin
plays from the bathroom where Bianca and Luna are fixing themselves, and Linnea is heat
t her kind eyes in the mirror. "
ys considered you my best friend. I trust you, and I want to help y
s a good
g remotely romantic is going on between us, but it would reli
e. Linnea might be a good friend, but Bianca is known for spilling tea.
"And nothing romantic is going on be
I just... Shit, I don't know, but... You've had this glow ever sin
snorts. Her lips are quivering, and
"Quiet, or the othe
football player—those guys are like gods on campus! Girls go to their games like it's the
"You're
oddamn picture of Liam's package—g
re ki
ous. "Tell me this guy's name, and I wil
at our bizarre conversation. "W
're right—I def