Chapter 19: Man, Ice Skating Makes Me Thirsty...OH GOD NOT IN THAT WAY.
Finally after what felt like hours of crude remarks and flirty stares from the idiot, my mom showed up. I asked if she would give Riley and I a ride to Culvers, and come pick us up in an hour.
"It's so wonderful that you two hang out all the time outside of ice skating," she beamed. "Of course I'll take you!"
"Thanks mom," we replied as we got in the car. Yes, Riley did say mom. Since her and I are so close, she is able to call her that. some people think it is weird, but it is just natural for us.
On the way there, we jammed out to random songs that came on the radio. We both sat in back so we could have our own conversations. And of course, Riley wanted to ask me a few questions...
Questions including: How long have you known that guy? , What is his name? , Do you think he is hot? , Are there any other hot guys in your tennis class? , Do you know the name of the friend that came by? , Is he always like that? , and more.
My answers were: A few days, Zack aka Creepy Guy, no, yes, nope, I've never really talked to him before, and more.
After answering her pointless questions, she wanted to know everything about these so called hot guys in my tennis class. Since we were a few seconds away from Culvers, I told that I'd tell her when we got there.
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Mom gave us money to pay for our food, and we went inside. There were hardly any people inside that I could see from the entrance, and it would most likely be a good space to tell secrets. Mwahahahaha.
Our food was quickly given to us, I mean it is fast food, and we started wolfing down our trays of food. Man, ice skating makes me thirsty...OH GOD NOT IN THAT WAY.
I mean, it probably would be like that if a certain someone was around...
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RomansaHey...I'm Faith Taylor. I was just entering my freshman year of high school. Whilst doing so, I was starting new activities outside of school, which means new cute boys, right? I often find myself falling into spirals of drama and love, so it's no...
