JARED
Isat down opposite Kendrick and reached my hand out to take a couple of chips from the bag he was eating from.
“I have a question for you,” I said.
“Shoot,” Kendrick said.
“What would you do if there was this girl you liked?” I asked. “But she was off limits?”
He raised his eyebrows. “Wait, this isn’t a question…it’s advice.”
“What?”
“You’re coming to me for advice?” Kendrick sounded exceptionally pleased with himself.
I rolled my eyes. “And, I’m starting to regret it.”
“I would have thought you’d go to Mel or Ryan,” he continued, seeming to have forgotten that I actually required an answer from him.
“Maybe I should,” I said pointedly.
“I’ve always been great at giving advice, you know,” he continued.
“I wouldn’t know considering you haven’t actually given me any advice yet,” I said, narrowing my eyes at him.
Kendrick gave me a sheepish smile that was completely unapologetic. “What was your problem again?”
I shook my head at him. “There’s this girl I might be interested in,” I said. “But I think she may be off limits.”
Kendrick frowned. “You might be interested in her?” he asked. “You’re not sure?”
“I… Well…”
“Trust me, dude, if you’re interested in a girl, you know it. Either you’re into this girl or not.”
“Fine, I’m into her, okay?”
“Good.” Kendrick nodded, taking on a professional tone. “Now that that’s established, why is she off limits?”
“She’s the younger sister of a friend of mine.”
Kendrick raised his eyebrows. “That’s it?”
“Yeah…”
“That doesn’t make her off limits.”
“Brent is…weird, and I don’t think he’d be too happy with the idea of me dating his little sister.”
“Why? Is she like…underage or something?” Kendrick asked, lowering his voice a little.
“What the fuck is wrong with you,” I said. “Of course not.”
“Hey, you never know,” he said, with a shrug. “I had to check.”
“Well?” I asked impatiently. “What would you do?”
“I’d sleep with her anyway,” he said bluntly.