2-Lack of Class

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We both walked into this big ass suite, like bigger than my house back in Cleveland. I put my stuff down in the room, but keep my phone just in case one of the guys text me.

"Why are you just standing there?" I ask her.

"Well this isn't exactly my home." she says

"Well sit anyway please." I asks her.

She makes her way over to the couch and sits I go back to my room to change my shirt, the entire time I had on this ripped piece of cloth. No wonder she thought I was wanted to try something. When I come back she's on her phone.

"Do you need or want anything?" I ask

"No, I'm ok." she says with all innocence, I had a weird feeling when she said, it was a good one.

I go sit next to her on the couch to peep what she's been looking at. "Local Media Government." seems to be the headline. "Ellie Eliane HotStuff ."

"Well isn't that true." I said out loud which I don't mean to.

She turns and looks at me then locks her phone and puts it away.

"What was that?" I ask.

The room is a bit uncomfortable.

"Just an article." she says nervously.

"Yeah that had your name in it. Who are you?"

"I'm Ellie." she says with a shrug.

"The article, when was it published?" I ask.

"Long time ago."

She's great with blunt answers.

"Then why read it now?" I ask

"Because I didn't like reading them back then, it would get to me so I read them now." she assures me.

"Ok so what did you do?" I ask at this point I'm scared of who I have on my hands.

"I was a young model, then I quit."

"How old were you when you started and ended?"

I feel pushy for invading a girl I just met all of an hour ago, but it's not the worst I've done.

"7 & 14" she says with a faint look.

I change the topic quickly hoping it would left her up some.

"So what's a girl like you doing driving that huge truck?"

"Well I like trucks." she giggles.

"You're definitely one for a short answer huh."

I don't realize what I'm saying until I finish the sentence, but for some reason this girl gives me a great feeling and I don't want it to go away.

"Are you doing anything tomorrow, or today rather?" I say realizing the time.

"I just planned on going to the mall."

"I'll take you." I quickly say.

"What?" she says in shock.

"I'll take you."

"I don't need your money." She stands up from the couch and heads fro the door.

I quickly grab her arm to pull her around to face me.

"I didn't mean it like that. I just wanna get to know you better. Please let me take you." I'm basically pleading.

"Why?" she asks

"I don't know what it is, but you give me such a great feeling and your not someone I want to end it with quickly please."

"You do realize we jut met all of 10 seconds ago right?"

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