Lorelei Smith
Cleo we need to speak.
Me
There is quite literally nothing for us to talk about Lorelei.
Lorelei Smith
I am your mother.
You will meet me at Café Iteri. Friday at 12. Do not be late.
1 New message from Sexy Boy Scout
SexyBoy Scout
Miss me?
Me
You have five minutes.
Sexy Boy Scout
What are your camera settings?
I can’t figure out which side would make me look sexier since my face is so symmetrical and what not.
Me
Blake…
You have changed Sexy Boy Scout to Blake (Wilder)
Blake (Wilder)
I love it when you say my name.
See u after class?
Me
We have the same class…
I have to go to the mall too
Blake (Wilder)
Perfect. Can I get a fashion show?
“How about now?” Blakeasks for the thirtieth time, interrupting yet another conversation between Denver and me.
Denver shoots her cousin a menacing glare as he smirks back at her, fully gaining my attention.
“How many times are you going to ask CJ about the mall?” Denver sighs as she carelessly rolls her camcorder in her hands. She and her partner Ethan decided to take turns weekly with the camera instead of utilizing both like Blake and me.
“Until she says yes…duh,” he responds in a matter-of-fact tone, Denver scoffs at him as he leans in closer to me, shutting my laptop.