"I can't help it if I don't like it!'' I yell at Newt. He puts his hands on his hips and I was reminded of Minho. "Well you could tolerate it!" He yells back and I furrow my eyebrows in anger. This whole thing is about shuckface Alby and his shucking attitude. "He means well" Newt says and I scoff "Sure" I say with my tongue laced with sarcasm.
"Stop being a whiney, annoying shank!" He yells and I step back. His face softens and I resist the urge to punch him. "I didn't mean......" He starts but I am already running. I run for awhile and sit down indian style on the soft lucious grass. I begin pulling at it and I end up with a big clump of grass in my fingers. "Bad time?" I hear Newt say behind me "I don't know, I feel pretty whiney"
I snap and he sits down beside me. "I didn't mean it" "You wouldn't of said it if you didn't mean it" I throw the grass and I watch as it falls to the ground. "I'm sorry" "Awesome" I say "Rikki I......" "Don't you Rikki me!" I snap I open my mouth to yell and he kisses me. I gasp and he presses himself closer to me. My anger melts and I kiss him back. "I guess I'm forgiven" He says and I kiss him again.
