Are you kidding me?You come here and use your stupid faerie mojo and then you back away from me? Is there anything in your golden head that makes sense? What,you thought, hey, Evie's probably having a bad night, why don't I go mess with her? While you're at it, there are probably some puppies you could kick!"
I whipped around, stalking back to the diner.I should have known-had known-this was a bad idea.Idiot Evie.
I snapped my lips shut againt the yes that was about to come out. Could I hit Reth? Could I please, please just ht him?
Kiersten WhiteThe whole thing reeked of faerie mischief.
"Screw you. Me and my magic hands will be fine, thank you very much.I'm staying right where I am.
Just because you've got a wimpy tongue doesn't mean I do," I said.
He smiled slyly at me."Wimpy tongue,huh? I'll have to show you what it can do later."
i smacked him in the shoulder,unable to hold back another laugh."Oh,I'm a fan of your tongue,no worries there."
"I'd like to get that printed on a shirt."
"At least I know what to get you for Christmas."
We walked into the restaurant, and an hour later walked back out. Lend scowled in frustration. "One of these days I will find something too spicy for you."
"Too bad we'll have to go on so many dates while you search."
"Alas, all noble causes require sacrifice.
Wait, aren't they notoriously lusty?"
There was a pause at the other end of the line.
"Oh,you are not going to that lab again."
Lend laughed and I closed my eyes, picturing how he would look in front of me. "Trust me, there's only one paranormal I'd like to be notoriously lusty for me."
I sighed. "Okay, but I don't think I can find a hag on such short notice.
I was dead.I was so,so dead.I was going to be expelled and then I'd never get into Georgetown,and I'd work at the diner for the rest of my life and lend would marry the dyrad lab assistant and they'd have half-tree-and-one-quarter-water-thing babies,and no one would know quite what they were,but they'd be beautiful.And I'd serve them French fries when they came home to visit.
Kiersten WhiteJack fell to his knees on the bench,his eyes rolling back in ecstasy as he clutched both hands to his heart. "Oh, heavens above,to have seen such beauty with my own eyes! It's more than I ever hoped for. But how can I live now, knowing that you're not mine? Please." He crawled forward to the edge of the bench. "Marry me. Nay,marriage will cost us precious moments together. Let us make sweet, passionate love right here.Let me bear your children."
A primal growl signaled Miss Lynn getting over her shock at being thus addressed. She lunged forward; Jack deftly rolled off the bench, jumping up out of her reach.
"Goodness, I didn't expect you to be quite this enthusiastic about my advances. If I don't play hard to get, how will I ever know whether or not you respect me?"
Another growl,this one sounding like "you!" Or prehaps "eew!" because that's certainly how I felt about the whole exchange. Everyone stopped laughing and watched, wide-eyed with horror, unsure whether to stay or distance themselves from the inevitable outcome, which would quite possibly involve jack's dismemberment.
I didn't know who to root for.
At least it was gym and there was a little wiggle room.
Or so I thought. Miss Lynn,that hideous creature, was waiting outside the door, marking off girls as they came in.
You should be more careful. Miss Lynn really doesn't like you."
I sighed, pulling out my gym clothes. What school chooses yellow and brown for their colors? Gross. Just,gross. "The feeling is mutual.
How about I call? We'll do lunch." he blew a kiss toward Miss Lynn's increasingly purple face and jumped off onto the next row.
Miss lynn shoved past me, running to block the exit. "Guard the gym door!" she shouted,eyes blazing as she took up her position and waited.
And waited.
And waited.
But jack was long gone,having eluded both Miss lynn and any repercussions for his idiotic actions.
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