"What would you rate me?" "From one through ten? Definitely a 12." It went silent for a moment. "What about me?" "What about you?" "What would you rate me?" "Why do you care?" "I don't care." "Then why are you asking?" "Why did you ask?" "Cause it was a joke." "Well so is mine." "I guess a 12 too." "You're only saying that cause I rated you a 12." "But it doesn't matter cause its a joke. Right?" "Right."

"Why are you always like this? Every time I start to like someone you get so mad and over protective. You're my best friend not my brother!" "Because I... Because I." "Because I what?" Thebe sighed taking a deep breath. "Fuck it." He said before he smashed his lips onto hers.