Peek Into the Past
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Last published Tue, Jun 10, 2014
"Yeah... WELL, I don't swear... well I do." I laugh. "But I try not to."
"You're so innocent and tiny... how can you possibly swear?" He laughs.
"Innocent? You just met me." I giggle and shake my head at him.
"Yeah... well you seem..." and I cut him off.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait... you said I'm tiny?" Please explain tiny.
"Yeah. You're so short and small." I laugh oh... I am not "small" if you are referring to my waist. "What's so funny?" He grins.
"I am not tiny. I have a pretty normal height." No... you're definitely pretty short. My conscience reminds me.
"Oh... wow. What are you 4'8"?"
"Woah! Offensive much?" I laugh. "I am." I clear my throat for the grand confession. "5'3". He laughs.
"I'm sorry... but that's the best joke I have ever heard." I send him a death glare. "As if that's a normal height."
"It is!.. oh. Turn right here." I point at the corner.
"Ok. But um... Wanna hear a joke?" I laugh. Um? What?
"Uhh... sure." I say.
"Alright. Why did Harry put a 12 inch ruler under his pillow?" I chuckle a little because I already know the answer to this one.
"Um... because he wanted to see how long he sleep?" I laugh because I killed his joke but he joins me.
"No. To measure how tall Sophie is." He burst into laughter then I stop.
"Oh you're just such the comedian!" I say sarcastically but still laugh because it was kinda funny.
"You get it? Because you're shorter than 12 inches... and I normally see the lady of my dreams at night. Hence... it's night." He smiles and glance at me. Causing every part of my body to go numb because of overheating... oh my GOD! Girl.. he's good.
"Cute..." I giggle. Finally we're here at the campus. With 30 minutes to spare. "But thanks for the ride."
"Yeah no problem. I kinda hate for a girl to walk alone at night."
"Yeah... well, um.. bye?" I grin and my cheeks heat up when he grins back.
"Yeah, see ya later Soph."
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