She was different from the other girls he'd toyed and played with. She could kill him just as fast as he could kill her, maybe faster. "Come on Princess don't play hard to get." "I'm not your princess," she stuck the knife into the table in front of him. "Now stop talking before I put this knife between your eyes."

"Your name is Kenneth Kentucky and you work at McDonalds?" I glared at him, "Would you like Fries with that?" He began laughing hysterically and I sighed impatiently, waiting for him to stop. Suddenly, he stopped and then, putting both his hands on the counter, staring right into my eyes, he whispered, "I'd like Fries with you." My eyes widened as it slowly registered that Golden Boy McHarden had just openly flirted with me.