"HER?!?!" I asked Kirk, as Tara was going to get our life vests. Shaking his head, he seemed disappointed.
"I-I don't like her either. She hit on me a lot last year, and she tried to kiss me.
"W-Wha? Do you like her?" I said, feeling kind of hurt inside, but I did't show my feelings.
"No! Dramatic as hell, way too fucking short, and thinks metal is satanic. I heard her talking to her friends, saying she's madly in love with me for my dimples. Oh hell no."
Tara ran back, three life vests in her arms. "For you, Kirky!~" She said, in a cute voice. "And weird girl."
"How is she weird?" Kirk asked, seeming to look confused.
"She likes heavy metal! Eww! And as well, she like horror comics. Doesn't that seem weird? Only pop is the best! Comics shouldn't be a thing and horror is shitty!"
By the end of that phrase, Kirk seemed pissed.
"Well, at least metal has talent!" He shot out, angry. "Comics have artistic talent, and horror brings suspense which is good! All of those are good. You don't have to like what we like, but you don't have to shame us about it!" He lightly yelled at her. Swinging his arm around my shoulder, he rested his head on top of my head, as if it was an attempt to make her jealous.
An angry puff, she strapped on her life jacket and ran towards the a canoe. "Get in, Kirk!" She said angrily. Kirk nodded, jumping in. She's going to try and show off her muscle. At least I work out.
Starting to attempt to push the canoe, she managed to get an inch in, then stopped. "See! I'm strong!" She said, looking proud. Her high voice annoyed me a shitton, because I have a naturally deep voice, and high voices just straight up annoy me.
"Get in. Let me try." I said, walking towards them.
"Fine. But you're probably not strong anyway." She retorted.
Really bitch? She jumped in front Kirk, as I pushed the canoe into the water and jumped in. Getting the paddle out, we started to go in water.
