Well here I am, in Brighton, wow.
As I step off of the train I instantly see Alfie in all his glory. Wow, looked like he scrubbed up a bit, for me??
I walk over to him and instantly felt uncomfortable. Eessshh! Classic Zoe, can't trust me to start a conversation with a boy, EVER!!
"Wow this feels like a seaside town!" I say embarssing me in a flash.
"It is!?" Alfie murmers.
"Oh I knew that, just testing your reactions. Hehe." I gasped within an instant.
Argh! NEVER trust me with boys.
Akward! But that's me.
*beep beep buzz*
We both look at our phones. It was mine. Oh it's Joe.
*Joe: Please please make sure he looks after you*
I stuff it back into my pocket.
"Who's that??" Alfie speaks in a soft and gentle way.
"What?" I stutter
"Your phone,"
"Oh, just Joe,"
"OK, what did he say?"
"Look after me,"
"OK. What does he take me for?"
"Dunno. Let's just go."
"Ok."
I quickly grab my phone and reply with:
*Oh he will*
