Katie grabbed the bag of jolly ranchers, and the small blanket, throwing it over her shoulder. She headed to the jeep, throwing it in the back, along with her flip flops. She jumped into the passenger seat, pulling her knees to her chest. "What do you want?"
Bailey looked at her. "What do you mean worrying about everything?" He placed his books to his side, shoving his hands into his pocket as he stretched one of his legs out. Bailey wasn't much of a talker, but he tried anyways.





