Coconut Oil part three
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I foot it as dad sighs. The man is too soft.
He should only be soft to me.
He better not say yes or else...
Amber is a walking accident, how do her toes always find furniture edges? I'm surprised she hasn't bumped into a mailbox post or something that reckless t**t.
You just don't like competition.
Psshhh..she's not competition..
He likes me..
ME!
You're ridiculous.
I know.
I need Mia.
I went to my room and got my daily dose of hormonal stupidity and gossip from Mia, she even reminded me that there's still that gathering of morons in tiny spandex that I still have to attend. I didn't tell her, but I am not up for Hastings' pool party anymore.
Some twenty minutes or so, the grumpy, hungry, dragon left it's lair and I lo
