We walked outside. Oh my god... I wanted to take the convertable we HAD to take the convertible... A.J saw the look in my eyes.
"No"
"But, you don't even know what I'm going to ask."
"Fine, what?"
"Can we take the convert-"
"No"
"Please."
"Hell no"
"Hell to the no"
"PLEAAAAAAAASE"
"God what don't you understand the N or the O NO we're not taking my convertable grocery shopping."
That's when I broke out into a full out pout. I think I even felt a fake tear fall down my eye. A.J rolled his eyes, sighed and then said "Ok fine we'll take the convertable."
"YAY!" I hugged him tight "You so rock A.J"
Yeah yeah yeah just don't get it dirty .This is my pimp car I want it lookin good for the ladies."
While driving to the store I reached for the radio trying to change the station. I didn't want to hear rap. I heard it all the time at my house.
I felt a smack on my hand.
"Don't touch the radio."
"I don't wanna listen to rap!"
"Don't touch the radio."
I glared at the man driving. "Fine!You know Brian would let me change the station."
"Do I look like Brian to you?! No I don't so quit complaining and be happy I didn't send you back home.Which reminds me why are you at my house instead of your boyfriends?"
I bit my lip nervously and shrugged. "I didn't know the way."
"Uh huh. I could have given you directions."
"Well if I'm that much of a problem give them to me and I'll go!"
He sighed and shook his head "I was just wondering. Of course curiousty did kill the cat. Well we're here. You go to Blockbuster and I'll get some food."
"Ok"
Tbc......
