Chapter Five

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1. Get a piercing(s)

2. Get a pet

3. Buy a pair of jeans

4. Buy something that has holes in it

5. Go on a road trip

6. Learn guitar

7. Paint my nails

8. Listen to non-instrumental music

9. Smoke something illegal

10. Go to a sleepover

11. Dye my hair

12. Buy shorts

13. Go to a concert.

14. Break a rule(s)

15. Get in a fight

16. Drink an energy drink

17. Try a dairy product

18. Try meat

19. Compete in a figure skating competition

20. Runaway?

"Wow, your life must've sucked." Alan laughed as he read over the list.

"I didn't think it did until now." I admitted. "I thought I lived normally."

I laid my head down on Alan's lap and he began playing with my hair. "Well how about we do one of these things every week?" he snowballed. I smiled up at him.

"Would you help me?" I asked him hopefully.

He nodded, "yeah, of course I will." He assured me. I grinned.

I thought about my day. It was pretty eventful if you ask me. "Hey Alan." I spoke softly.

"Hmm?" he mumbled, looking back down at me again.

"What was that thing you did in the tattoo shop?" I quizzed, he looked at my questioningly.

"Get tattooed?" he laughed a little. I rolled my eyes at him.

"No, to me." I spoke as if it was blatantly obvious, which I thought it was.

Realization struck in Alan's face as he smirked down at me. "Kissing?" he asked. I shrugged, was that what it was called?

"When your lips touched mine?" I clarified.

"Yeah, that's kissing. You've never been kissed before?" he asked in astonishment.

"No, should I have been?" He shrugged. "Why is that so hard to believe?"

He bit the inside of his lower lip. "Well I don't know if you've realized but you're basically any rockers dream girl." He admitted.

"What's a rocker?"

"Someone who listens to rock."

"But I don't listen to rock."

He laughed. "Most of us like innocent girls. Ones that we can exploit, it's a lot of fun. And the fact that you're gorgeous just makes you even more desirable." I blushed, I'm gorgeous?

"And Alan," he looked at me intently. "What was that other thing that boyfriends and girlfriends do?" I asked. I saw his infamous smirk grow on his lips again.

"You'll find out some day."

I pouted up at him, I didn't want to find out someday, I wanted to know now.

I guess Alan noticed my disappointment. "I'll make you a deal." he spoke carefully. I looked up at him excitedly. "When we're finished everything on your list, I'll tell you what the thing is."

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