So then, the whole day was spent with my dog, Hayley. I brought her along to one of Kevin and I’s gigs, and guess what? She messed he whole bar up. It was quite adorable, I must say, in fact; Too Adorable, that the bar manager found it so cute we didn’t have to pay for anything that was damaged.
Although, the down side would be my broken drum stick. I swear, if I break another one, I will cut a bitch. Really.
“He might be an asshole, but he’s not an asshole to his girlfriend, so it’s totally good.” She said, a small smile on her face. She was quite approving of Jared and Wave’s relationship now, rather than before. “Okay. If you say so…”
Rafe’s eye twitched. Oh yeah. He’s still together with Wave. Lucky asshole. He thought. “I don’t know. Everytime I see him, we either end up hitting each other or something.” He said, frowning as they continued walking past shops.
Lauren raised an eyebrow at the boy. “Uh, dude, why? Are you still not over the Ice Princess or something? Aren’t you dating Amelie?” She asked, sounding a little disapproving.
“There’s a reason why I call him an Ex, okay.” Lauren replied in a very dull tone. “So, you’re probably going that way, and I’m heading this way, so I’ll see you later.” She said, walking to the opposite side of the mall.
“All I know is that he’s an asshole.” Rafe shrugged. He paused for a moment and began following the girl again. “Nah, it’s fine. It’s always better to have someone with you.” He grinned.
"He might be an asshole, but he’s not an asshole to his girlfriend, so it’s totally good." She said, a small smile on her face. She was quite approving of Jared and Wave’s relationship now, rather than before. "Okay. If you say so…"
“Not just any pair of sticks, Spencers. Those were from Jared.” She muttered illy. “And please, let go of my shoulder.” She added, shrugging him off.
“Jared? You’re still not over that douchebag?” He raised an eyebrow, half-scowling at the name. “Aw, but I thought you liked that!” He exclaimed, poking her sides. They walked to the mall up north and stared at each other.
"There’s a reason why I call him an Ex, okay." Lauren replied in a very dull tone. "So, you’re probably going that way, and I’m heading this way, so I’ll see you later." She said, walking to the opposite side of the mall.
“It was an insult to you masculinity, idiot.” She replied coldly. Lauren shoved her hands inside her coat’s pockets. “I need new drum sticks. Charlotte just killed the ones Jared gave me. Little fuck.”
He blinked slowly. “…Really?” He tilted his head to the side and chuckled shortly afterward. “Ohh, so that’s what’s got you so pissed. She broke your sticks.”
"Not just any pair of sticks, Spencers. Those were from Jared." She muttered illy. "And please, let go of my shoulder." She added, shrugging him off.
“Uhm, yes, I have, it was wonderful, but no.” She rolled her eyes and ignored him. “A thing like you might get a thousand greek men a boner, but to me, no.”
“You’re just saying that… although, I appreciate your compliment!” He laughed, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. “So, where are you to? I need to pick something off at the mall, so we might as well go together if you’re going there too.”
"It was an insult to you masculinity, idiot." She replied coldly. Lauren shoved her hands inside her coat’s pockets. "I need new drum sticks. Charlotte just killed the ones Jared gave me. Little fuck."
“Charlotte…?” He raised an eyebrow. “Uh, blonde, cheerleader? I’ve heard her, I think, not sure if I did her or just made out…” Rafe muttered, looking at Lauren. “You jealous?” He chuckled.
"Ugh, so you were probably the noisy dude a few weeks ago." Lauren shook her head disapprovingly. "You should stop manwhoring, I mean, you have a girl friend." The brunette turned her back at him and began walking away.
Rafe ran out of his dorm, as he forgot that he was supposed to pick up a package from his siblings today. On his way, he crashed into a brunette. He knit his eyebrows as he tried to get off of the girl. “…Uh, sorry…Oh,” He paused when he realized it was Lauren. “…Sierra, hello.” He smiled.
“Watch it, will you!” She exclaimed, pushing him off of her violently. She stood up and kicked him lightly.
“Ouch! Don’t kick, woman!” He shouted, trying to get up. Rafe held onto his stomach as he did so. “What’s got you so violent?”
She narrowed her eyes at him. “You can ask Charlotte. I’m sure you’ve done her before, and you guys must be buddy-buddy or something.” She growled, still irritated.