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Potato Guy: Sorry about my friends
Bryn Taylor: No it's fine :P They entertained me
Potato Guy: What are you up to?
Bryn Taylor: I'm actually at school, I'll tell you when it's lunch
I locked my phone and brought my cookies over to Chris' locker. He should be there, right?
WRONG
I had two choices: To wait until math and hope JoJo doesn't eat them all by then, or wait at his locker and maybe look like a stalker... Well, I'm already a stalker so might as well let him know that!
I took out my phone while I waited and already found 8 messages from potato. Its nice to know that he has as much of a life as I do. None.
Potato Guy: I see how it is
Potato Guy: Y u no love me
Potato Guy: At least millions of other people love me
Potato Guy: Children, mums, dads, grandmums, grandpop-pops
Potato Guy: Ants adore me too!
Potato Guy: Get it?!?!
Potato Guy: Bc aunts
Potato Guy: And ants
Bryn Taylor: Ha. HA. AHAHAHAHA ,YOURE SO PUNNY
Potato Guy: I KNOW (:
Bryn Taylor: So a lot of people love you?
Bryn Taylor: Is it everyone that stopped at your van?
Bryn Taylor: And you gave them candy?
Potato Guy: No... it's cookies
Bryn Taylor: OMGOMGOMG ITS A REAL LIFE PEDO!!!
Bryn Taylor: CAN I GET YOUR AUTOGRAPH
Potato Guy: Anytime toots
"Hey, what are you smiling about?"
I jerked up and saw Chris standing there with a bandage over his nose. I did that. I made his face not perfect. What am I saying? He's always perfect.
"Just JoJo, and I brought you the cookies," I said handing him the plate.
"Oh, yum," he looked down at his watch then back at me. "There's still about ten minutes before the bell rings, do you want to sit down and help me eat them?"
I'm a pig, I'll eat them all. He'll be on his first cookie, and I will have eaten the other eleven of them. Maybe he'll find that cute?
"Yeah, sure," I said as we started walking to a bench. Or I guess I should say, he's walking while I'm running. He's so tall, but I dig it.
"I'm so sorry about your nose, I didn't see you when I turned around because my back was turned but then I thought that my back wasn't welcoming, so I turned around, and you were there, and I was thinking you were a fast walker, but now I see you're just really really tall, or you're tall and a fast walker because I was kinda running to this bench to keep up, but I guess it's okay because then I get my workout for the day, so maybe we should walk to school together or something, and I'd have killer calves and thighs."
"Sounds good, you live just down the street from me, right?"
"I do?" I asked. I never noticed. And I pretty much worship him.
"Yeah, I kind of watch you walk your dog sometimes," he says rubbing the back of his neck. I just stare at him with wide eyes. He... He watches ME? "Oh, not in a stalkerish way. Umm, I just, my window faces out front, and my desk is in front of it, so when I work on something, I can look outside, and sometimes I see you walk your dog. Or drag it."
"Its not my fault he won't walk! He just wants to pee on everything!" I defend myself.
"Then pick him up!"
"Then my hands will smell like pee. You try walking my dog! Its not as easy as it sounds," I say eating a cookie. Which is actually good. I'm not a good baker, meaning I bake toast. But they're actually nice and chewy and chocolatey. Take that Martha Stewart!
"Okay, what if I went over to your house after school, and we take your dog for a drag," he said with a smirk. omgomgomgOmgOMgOMGOMGOMGOMG!
"Yeah!" Did that sound desperate? "I mean, um, I'll have to make sure I don't have too much homework or anything after school and stuff, so I'll have to make sure it's okay."
"Well, if you do have a lot of homework, I'd be happy to help you on your math."
"Yeah, that should work, thanks." I said restraining myself from another cookie. MUST NOT BE A PIG. Luckilly, the bell rang. We walked to class together, and I made sure he walked slower so I wasn't running.
"Slow poke," he mocked before holding the door to the math room open for me. I walked in smiling, and probably blushing. I probably looked like a tomato. Tomatoes are gross, and so juicy, and red.
"Are you guys a thing now?" JoJo asked once I sat down.
"I wish. We just ate cookies together, and we're gonna hang out after school. And, did you know that he just lives down the street?"
"Ummm, yeah, about that. I didn't tell you so you wouldn't stalk him, or pull an aquamarine, when you ride you bike past his house and then fall and hope he would give you a bandaid," she said quietly so Chris wouldn't hear us.
"I wouldn't do that!" Yes I would.
"Yes you would." I know.
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I promise next chapter will have more kiks!
I also posted a selfie from potato.
Dedicated to @nattybug bc my sista in real life ._.
