Where? “Hello?” I asked “Nahh, too much redheads.” Jaxon said back, “I like my chicks with brown hair.” “Because I lost a bet with my friends,” he shrugs, “and was forced to do that. It just happened to be the day I was practically killed by a werewolf.
” He fingers his azure hair, sparkling in the light. What are you saying?!
“Well, that was fast.” I laugh, watching Xavier gradually loosen as he drives, a smile growing on his features. I can tell that he greatly enjoyed intimidating that guy. “No way, you were the one wasting the egg!” “What was that?” Kelsey asked in a bored voice, pushing herself up on one elbow where she was stretched out on the floor. Ellen’s room wasn’t as big as Kelsey’s, but it was still big enough that we had room to lounge around—especially since it was the weekend before fall break and almost half the girls had already headed out of town with their families, venturing to places far, far more interesting than Hamilto, I Want To Marry An Asian Woman.
Kelsey wasn’t one of them, and I could tell she was pissed about it. Why did I say those things to Xavier? He couldn’t have known about my parents’ death, let alone save all three of us. I am being so unreasonable, so stubborn and like a spoiled brat. I AM a spoiled brat, not thankful for what I have. “She may be mad at me but you’re the one that actually threw her in the pool.” I said with sympathy “ She fell off her skateboard and took a pretty hard fall,” Clay said. “Leave,” I growled to the swarms of pesky reporters. They slowly but surely inched away, I Want To Marry An Asian Woman their forms still trying to be by me, to hear the delicious gossip while still edging to their cars. Serena blinked, her magnificent black hair waving in the breeze, in shock.
It was the first time I had spoken in two full weeks. “How, Mona, how?” Xavier asks, rubbing my hand. I saw the signs. I have no excuse.
And now we are all going to die here. “How many are there, Mona?” “HEY TORI! OVER HERE! I THINK I FOUND HIM!” I raced towards the sound of Cole’s voice.
COMMENT He crashed his lips onto mine and kissed me hungrily.
He pulled back and smiled widely. “I’m so sorry,” Cash said. Before I could stop him, he’d reached out and cupped a hand over the back of my head, his fingers gently stroking the place where my skull had collided with the wooden shelf.
“That was an accident.”