My favorite Song

Tam

honestly, Keefe was annoying the heck out of me. he wakes up after being unconscious, and makes a joke. a joke that was most likely a stab at me. then he had the nerve to stretch and say "Well, I like the room Mommy Dearest picked out, but the smell leaves much to be desired." i wanted to lunge at him and tear out his throat, but if i did, Gisela would kill me, and we would be right back where we started with him annoying me as ghosts. "shut up Hair Boy" i muttered. he grinned. "But seriously, i'm enjoying the Bangs Boy time. ooo, whats your favorite color?" i glared at him, and he snickered. "idiot." somehow, he was still grinning. "i take pride in being an idiot. its very hard being and idiot. i try, i really do." i surprised myself by laughing. maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. 

it was bad. spoiler alert. five minutes in and he was being annoying again. "and then i said 'if you won't give me the Mallowmelt, then i'll take it!' and Fitz was all like 'dude, you could never' so i took it and ran for my life. i look behind me and the entire freaking Vacker family is chasing me. so you know what i did? i-" "shut up" i snapped. "your pointless story isn't helping the situation at all." he shrugged. "i mean, this might be useful if you ever find yourself at my house and want to steal my Mallowmelt." wait.... what? the time, i was the one smirking. "are you asking e to come over to you house Hair Boy?" he grinned. "i dont know, would you steal my Mallowmelt?" "Most Definitely." "then consider yourself invited. now seriously, whats you favorite color?"