Once we arrive home, we sit at the kitchen table for tea. Lissa puts a bowl of orange soup down in front of me. Ergh! Tomato soup!
"Ugh. Lissa!" I groan, "you know I hate tomato soup."
"Carrot." Josh says.
"What?!"
"Carrot carrot carrot." Josh gurgles.
"He is right, you know. It's carrot soup." Lissa says smugly, cooing over Josh.
Great.
Owned by a baby AND by Hannah in one freaking day.
*
"So, what are you going to do about that girl?" Lissa asks, after sending Josh to sleep.
"Hannah." I grunt.
"What?"
"Well, that's her name... duh!" I reply, before turning my back to her.
"You can always have this discussion with your parents," Lissa points out, "and I doubt that you want another 'talk."
"Ugh! That was the scariest experience of my life!" I groan, as memories of my first: 'how babies were made' talk come flooding back.
"Well, you better think about what you want to do." Lissa says, then quickly adding, "before it's too late..."
I really need to decide what to do about Hannah.
*strokes sexy stubble* (come on, you know you're dribbling over my irresistibleness).
Should I ask her out, or do nothing?
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the Girl with the Doodled Converse
RomanceMarc Lloyd sits on his own. He likes it that way, too. So when Hannah sits by him, you can imagine how he reacts. Everyone thinks that Marc will never fall in love. But there is someone who loves him. Will he realise it too late?
