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The Bad Girl | 18 | Wearing
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I looked over at Evan. "Pfft. See I was going to book one, but then I thought. Nah, I'll give Evan a hard time." I joked, smirking a little at her before hearing a car stop next to us to I turned my attention to it. I was expecting to see a taxi, but instead there was Ana's Jeep, its window rolling down to reveal my friend's face. Hm... did I want a lift? Heck yes. "Shotgun!" I shouted before running over and sitting in the front seat and closing the door. I guess the taxi will just have to come her for nothing. Oh well, who cares? Certainly not me!
"Hurry Evan. We must find 'em boys and break their hearts." I said, bouncing my right knee like I always did when I started to lose my patience. I just wanted to see what this Roby-Elliot Freddy Hunter's height was. Wait... was that even his name? Yep. It is decided. And even if it isn't... He'd just have to deal with me calling him the wrong name. I didn't really remember people's names, especially if I didn't care about them at all. "I must see this Roby-Elliot person." I said out loud, playing with my hair as I tried to decide what role I should play. Nice girl, innocent... Rebel... Hard to get. Well maybe the last two would do. Hard to get. Yep, I'll just have to enjoy confusing him and playing with his emotions. Fun.
















