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I return the favor, giving th of the hair peeking out froer than it looked pulled into a ponytail last weekend, and a dark shade of chocolate brown

When she tilts her head, catchesinterest in the cars parked at the curb

"What about you?"

"What aboutcoy on purpose? "Do you have a na to be like that, huh?"

Her pretty pink lips suess?"

Shrug "Be uess?"

"Rudy"

"Seriously, you’re such an asshole" She laughs, eyes doing a sparkly little dance as she watches"Prudence?"

"I hate you so hard right now" She laughs again "My name is Scarlett"

Scarlett

Scarlett red Scarlett fever

"Huh Never would have guessed"

An ironic expression is pasted on her face "No shit, Sherlock"

Scarlett

I slide the zipper ofat her on the sly

"Why do you suppose, Scarlett," I ask slowly, testing out her na inyou for dick?"

Her mouth twists into a bemused smile "I don’t knohy do you think all women want froirl and herto our lack of personalities, I take offense"

Scarlett sighs "I can’t even be ht now"

"I don’t want you to be"It’s your friends who are groupies, not you"

"My friends aren’t groupies" Her brows go up "But it sounds like it’s bothering you way irls

I prod her "Adold diggers and we’ll get along just fine"

The little burst of laughter is airy, kind of sweet, and hasout irls just see my face The body The uniform

"Are you always this tenacious? You will not quit, will you?"

"Being a gold digger isn’t always a bad thing, Scarlett"

"I know that, Rowdy" She all but rolls her eyes toward the dark sky above "But trustto do with the fact that they play sports Have you seen your friends? Ihot"

I sto" She goes on, si irl would have to be blind not to notice"

"And I’od,with ue is fleeting, gone within a heartbeat, and replaced with a simple, "You know you are"

My chest inflates inside oes on, "it’s not a criht? Or gold diggers? They just gravitate toward buff, auys"