Rich Rags

2. Rich Rags

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Apparently I’m supposed to.  Over a few days Evan ignored me pretty thoroughly.  Enough that Trish noticed. 

“So Abby…why has Evan been so off put by you?  He like won’t even look at you.”

“I don’t know.” I shrugged.  “Who knows what goes on in that head of his?”

“That’s true, but he acts cold to other people, not us.  Doesn’t it bother you?”

“I figure he’ll get over it eventually.”

“Wow I wish I had your confidence.”

I smiled, but inside I was struggling.  The fact that Evan was so mad at me was killing me.

We were at her house waiting for the boys to finish at that moment.  They were in her garage working on Alan’s car because the brakes on the old rust bucket were finally failing.  Normally I would’ve been out there with them, but Trish hated that kind of stuff and I would feel bad leaving her alone.

“So Abby I have to ask, when are you going to finally get your first kiss?” She stated randomly.  “I mean I know we’ve discussed this before, but I thought maybe you’ve changed.” She giggled. 

I rubbed the back of my neck nervously, “Um…I don’t know actually.  I mean I’m not really a kissable girl.” I gave her an uncomfortable chuckle.

“Sure you are!  I mean you’re tall and kind of gawky, but underneath that crazy hair you’re really pretty.” She smiled.  “Plus honestly your hair isn’t even that bad.  It’s pretty healthy and because it’s so long it has a pretty messy look.  You should leave it down more often.”

“I don’t know…It’s not even just my looks.  You can polish me up all you want, but I’m still so boyish.”

She giggled again, “That’s not a problem.  I mean you are just an independent girl.  Some guys really like that.  You’re spunky!” She said excitedly.

Suddenly five dirty boys walked into the room. “Spunky is putting it lightly.” Chase said laughing and throwing a dirty towel at my face.  He was definitely the best when it came to cars, so he was the dirtiest.

“You’re not sitting anywhere in here like that!” Trish yelled at them.

“Fine we’ll go hose off in the back!” Thomas yelled, and then all five of them proceeded to the backyard and took off all their shirts and pants and got the hose.

“Hey!” Trish yelled, “What will my parents do when they come home to five half naked boys!”

“Relax Trish! You know your parents love us!” Alex yelled at her.

Trish and I just sat back and watched as they pelted each other with the jet setting of the hose.  It was so powerful it was actually leaving marks.  I was laughing so hard there were tears coming out of my eyes.