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“Nice goal, Mason,” she says, flirting with my little brother. I roll my eyes when she places her arms against the door and gives him a nice shot down her shirt.
“Thanks,” he says nervously with a wide smile.
“Are you finally going to be at our school this year?” She twists her long, dark hair around her finger and bats her big brown eyes.
“Yeah, I’m finally a freshman.” He nods with that stupid ass smile still plastered on his face.
She smiles brightly. “Good, maybe I can show you around tomorrow.”
I watch as his eyes fall to his lap and bounce back up to her. “Yeah, I’d…I’d like that,” he stutters.
She stands up and tells him goodbye. Turning back, she blows him a kiss.
When she’s far enough way, I let my laughter fill the car.
Mason reaches over and punches me in the arm.
“What was that for?” I ask around my laughter.
“You’re embarrassing me. What’s wrong with you?” His face is flushed red.
I put the car into reverse and back out of my parking space. “Nothing, I just find it funny is all.”
“What’s so funny?”
“That girl is a sophomore, and she’s trying to lay claim to the new soccer star. Don’t tell me you’re falling for it.”
“I’m not falling for anything.” He turns to look out the window, but within a second, he’s looking right back at me. “She is pretty hot though, right?”
I roll my eyes. “I guess if you like long, dark hair and the innocent type.”
He looks at me. “Well, what’s your type, Mr. Know-It-All?”
I grin from thinking about my dream girl. “Long blonde hair, nice rack, likes to party, and have a good time.” I shrug.
“You just described Mrs. Williams,” Mason says around laughs.
Mrs. Williams is the local druggie. She does nothing but party and get fucked up, refusing to grow up and take care of her daughter, who’s Mason’s age.
I smack him across the chest with the back of my hand. “Fuck you.” I lean back and place my arm across the top of the steering wheel. “I bet she was hot back in the day, though.”
He laughs. “You’re nasty. If you like her so much, why don’t you date Ashley?”
“Ashley Williams?” I look at him for confirmation.
He nods.
“I think Ashley only has eyes for you. Plus, she’s too young for me.”
“She’s my age,” he argues.
“My point exactly. I’m almost seventeen. I’m not dating a fourteen-year-old.”
“She’s turning fifteen soon! Plus, it would really get her off my back.”
I laugh and flip him off. “I see what you’re doing. You just want me to get her away from you. Not happening, bro. That girl is all yours.”
I park the car at the shop, and we both get out and walk inside. Dad comes out of his office and looks at us both razzing each other. He places his hands firmly on his hips. “Alright, that’s enough from the both of ya.”
