Chapter 17-Please Spain, Make Us Anything But Insane
“Morning.”
“Mornin’.”
“Toast?”
“Nah. Cravin’ Frozen Pancakes.”
“Maple Syrup, then?”
“Nutella.”
“Come on hurry up. We’re going to be late.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“And I’m afraid you’ll try to skip another day of school.”
“You’re such a nerd, Peter Piper.”
I sighed, a spoon full of nutella in one hand, and a now fully toasted un-frozen pancake in the other. “Can you please pick a different nickname for me? This one makes me sound like I’m two.”
“Nope.” Landon replied, popping the ‘P’ “No taksies backsises.”
“But Please?”
“Nope.”
...
“Piper that won’t work on me. You’ve got an awful puppy dog look.” He said pointedly.
I changed to my ‘extreme-measures’ cute look. “How ‘bout this?”
“I think it got worse.”
I shrugged, giving him a ‘what can you do’ look. “T’was worth a try. Please Landon?”
“It looks like a blubbery walrus attempting a grin.”
“Shut up.” I said, put off-ly. “You’ve got me annoyed, now.”
“You girls are all so sensitive...” Landon munched on his pancakes, nutella spread getting all around his thick lips.
“And you boys are such sexist bastards.”
“Ouch.” Landon placed a hand on his heart. “That hurt.”
“Well next time watch what you say.”
“Yes ma’am.”
I smiled, pleased with the response. “Good boy.”
I myself, fixated on having breakfast and getting out of the dorm as quick as we could. Class would start soon and my perfect attendance record could not be broken because of Landon’s lazyness.
A few minutes later, we were done breakfast and heading out the door.
“Do you have your keys?”
“Yup.”
“Phone?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Wallet?”
“Yes.”
“Student I.D?”
“I think...”
“Hey Landon.” I said, taking a hold of his arm before he opened the dorm door.
“Yup?”
“You’ve just...uh...got a little something...” I pointed out where a small dollup of nutella resided on the crease of his lips, between his mouth and his right dimple.
His eyes shifted from looking at his horribly tied tie to meet my eyes. “Yeah? Where?”
I pointed at the stain on his face again. “There.”
“Could you do it for me?”
“Um...I guess, yeah.” I lifted a finger and immediately wiped the chocolate off, now getting it on my finger.
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