Hannah Kaye & Daniel Boyle
“When I said relax and drink, I didn’t mean the whole damn bar.”
" Well you should have been more specific. Besides, I had a good reason." He muttered downing the tylenol with some water.
“Me? Wrapped around your little clubs finger? Last time I checked I’ve been pretty good at getting those girls to come crawling after me. But no worries, I get the desire of wanting the bragging rights of having a guy like me wrapped around your finger.”
She put away her make up and looked up at him in the mirror resting in the back seat with a smirk, “Oh really? I find that hard to believe, have any proof love? Those girls must be pretty dense. I mean, you would ever be attracted to you? Or are these girls from ‘Canada’?” She waved around her lip gloss, “Who said I wanted you around my finger? What good are you exactly hmm? After all, I doubt you can get me wrapped around your finger so easily.” She leaned forward placing a hand on his chest from behind the seat, “After all, I’m a lot better at this then you are.” She whispered.
_ “Got that barbie transformation just right. You really know how to pick em Dani!”_
Dani opened his mouth to speak, to defend her, but she spoke first, “Unlike the last whore you fucked, I’m all real. But I hear you have a type, sorry but my face, nor my breasts, nor my ass will melt off when things get too hot.” She clicked her tongue, “Barbie? Well, we can’t all be perfect can we, but feel free to try Ken.”
She gasped as she smeared her lipstick all over her cheek and frowned. She growled as the car stopped as she managed to some what fix the red mess on her cheek, enough to look presentable as Daniel rambled about his new game.
“Do you like video games Hann?” He asked.
“Um… no.” She shook her head, “Why the hell would I waste my time on that exactly? I want fun, not spend my time finding peaches.”
“Princess Peach.” He muttered, looking away as they finally got out.
“Well, would you look at that, you two managed to make me late for fourth period. You coming Macy Bear, I feel like we have Chemistry.” She smirked, “Have fun in physics Dani Boy!” She waved taking her eyeliner drawing a line right across Mason’s face as she walked past, “Oops, tripped.” She smirked. “Better clean that.”