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The bad girl and the dork

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I'm Jill and these are five random facts about me 1. A day spent with Nutella is a day well spent. 2. My best friends are a cutie, cotton candy, a snake and a player. 3. I use my brain for evil purposes. 4. When I'm drunk I'm attracted to shiny thin...

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He just went apeshit on me

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"I'm coming with you" Gwen said while pulling my arm like a little kid.

"But it's zoo day. Go play with your other friends" I told her like I was talking to a seven year old.

That's right. It was Wednesday. Finally.

I'd been thinking about the zoo a lot. Okay, maybe it was Chase I'd been thinking about. Ever since my conversation with Kate everything was ruined.

I tried to get some structure in my thoughts and feelings but you can't think rationally about your feelings like that. One of the things I hate about love. Or crushes. Infatuatons? I didn't even know how to call this situation. Was there even a name for it?

"I know, hard to forget when you keep mentioning it Jill" Gwen rolled her eyes.

"Then wh-"

Gwen sighed dramatically.

"Just unlock your car. You can make me lunch." Gwen grinned. She was up to something. This wasn't just about lunch. If I woud've asked, it would've been about lunch. Gwen had ulterior motives. And they scared me. Gwen scared me.

Don't laugh! Gwen may look like cotton candy but she didn't act like it. You know, sweet and sugary? Okay I didn't like that comparison. Let's move on.

I groaned and a minute later we were driving home. Well, I was driving, Gwen was being secretive. Like she was waiting to tell me something when we were home.

"You're freaking me out" I told Gwen. Seriously.

Gwen grinned "I know. Don't shit yourself I just want to talk to you without the guys"

She couldn't have said that earlier? You know, like, hey Jill mind if I come with you because I wanna talk to you?

I guess that would've been too easy.

"So what do you want for lunch?" Yes I was being friendly. Yes the reason why is because I was hungry myself.

"Pancakes?" Gwen said while reading a magazine. She didn't even look up. Oh yeah, she definitely wanted to talk to me badly. She hadn't said much since we got home.

I could eat pancakes.

So I shrugged and started on the batter. I was mastercheffing that shit.

"Your pancakes, mademoiselle" I shoved a plate in front of her face. Gwen was trying hard not to drool on the stack of pancakes.

There were chocolate chip.

Because, why not?

"Okay, that's it. I'm coming over every Wednesday" Gwen said in between bites. Told you I was mastercheffing it.

"Actually, we should go to Snake every Wednesday. When's the last time he has cooked for us? Too long if you ask me." I started ranting. Seriously, he used to feed us every week or so.

Now he had gotten extra shifts at the restaurant he didn't have that much time to experiment by himself. Which is a good sign of course. But still, no need to neglect your starving friends.

"Eh, like two weeks ago when it was your birthday. That reminds me, we should go out so you can wear that sexy dress." Gwen wiggled her eyebrows seductively.

And when I say seductively, I mean like a creepy pedophile.

"You tell me. This weekend?" I hadn't planned anything yet and I didn't go out last weekend so I was in dire need.

"Sure! Let's go on Friday, we'll ask the guys tomorrow." Gwen said while shoving another piece of pancake in her mouth.

"Speaking of the guys... why'd you want to talk to me without them?" Beautiful segway, I know. Very subtle too. I was feeling pretty content about it.

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