Love Lessons (On Hold)

Bloody No

It was the usual dark morning that kept me asleep. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, and did my make up as usual. I walked downstairs, got breakfast, and waited til Collin came. Isn't my life so wonderful?

"You look.... cheery?" Collin smiled as I slid into the car.

"Yeah, just like Catherine." I winked, putting alot of effort into not seeming dead.

"Ha, I know you dont like her but she's amazing." he said, taking a quick look at me.

"Mhmm... amazing. I'm sure she is..." I started.

"Dont say it." he interrupted.

"Oh, what do you mean?" I asked, being ever-so-mischievous.

"Oh, come one Hero. Don't start. I know, whenever I say that, you'll be like 'amazing in bed'." he scoffed.

"Well! Is it the truth or is it not? All you do is bonk her. Just belt up." I said, flicking my hair out of my face.

"You and your British words; 'belt up' 'bonk'? Cant you just say 'shut up' and 'have sex'?" he asked, smirking.

"Oh God. Why do you always have to say stuff like that? I'm American! I dont have an accent, I just like their words! Is that a 'bloody' problem?" I looked at him.

"No. I think its cute."

I sat back in my seat, silent. What do you say to counter that, "Well.... it is."

He smiled, that million dollar smile. He might as well gut me. "I know. Everything you do is cute." he scratched his nose.

"Thats a lie. No, not everything."

"Yes. Everything."

"Okay. What about that time, you spent the night. And you saw me shaving my legs? Was that cute?" I asked. To most people, this would have been a shock. A boy spending the night at a girls house. Of course, my parents didnt know. It was a one time only thing. Collin was drunk off his arse and needed somewhere to go. Of course, he came to my house.

"Well, of course, it wasnt to die for. But I respectr you for caring about your looks. "

"Oh God." I slapped my forehead, "You just always have a comeback, dont you?"

"Yes. I guess so." he smiled, a half smile.

"Let's stop at McDonald's." I huffed, giving up.

"No, I dont want you to get fat."

 "Are you serious? Stop being dumb! I'm hungry!" I laughed.

"You eat breakfast at your house?" he furrowed his brows.

"Ohhh, yum. Burnt, dry, wheat toast. NO JAM OR BUTTER! And nasty soy milk." I rubbed my stomach, "Pwwwwweease."

"That sounds pretty good."

"Oh, well join me for breakfast tomorrow." I snarled.

"What time?" he winked.

"Are you dumb? Wouldnt it make sense to come to my house a little bit earlier instead of asking the time?" I asked, giggling.

"But of course." he smiled, "I'll be there."

"Whoa. You serious?"

"But of course." he winked again.

"TURN!" I shouted, seeing the entrance to McDonald's.

"No! Fattening!" he shouted, laughing.

I huffed, "your a real.... jerkface, you know."