lonely

Exactly. It’s not like you’ll melt.

I might. I just might.

“Whatever.” Adley smirked, “That can’t be true, because you were a weird teenager, and I assume you’re probably still a weird adult.” She said with a smile, “I was just very unique, all of the time. Some people didn’t like it and thought that I was weird, so be it.” Adley said shrugging her shoulders. She had never cared what people thought about her, because she knew she wasn’t going to change for anyone, and she wasn’t going to be the type of person who judged some else either.

“I was not a weird teenager, I was just different.” He mocked offense at her and leaned backward, giving her a fake dirty look. “And I do recall that you were weird as a teenager, too. Remember your obsession with not wearing shoes?” He raised an eyebrow at her, smirking. Adley had went through a phase their junior year of not ever wanting to wear shoes. She’d wear them long enough to get to school and the second she was in the building, they were off of her feet and in her backpack. He never understood why she didn’t want to wear them and the only thing she said about the matter was that ‘hippies didn’t wear shoes’. 

For once, Adley had spent time getting ready to go out somewhere. She remembered when she had seen Jamie before she had left for her trip to Maui, and he reminded her that she was always sweaty after dance classes. And he was right, she was usually an extra mess after her dance classes. And it wasn’t completely attractive, nor appropriate for a date - even if Jamie had told her that they were getting pizza. She had to look semi presentable.

When Jamie told Adley he was taking her for pizza, he expected to see her in a pair of cut offs and a tank top and her hair in a messy bun but when she opened the door, he was floored. She looked the complete opposite of what he had been expecting and he immediately felt under dressed. She was in a dress, her hair was done and she was even wearing makeup. His eyes lit up happily and his smile was so wide it hurt.

“Sorry means nothing Jamie. You know what the worst part is I still care about you and I don’t want to anymore because it makes me sad.”

I care about you too and I don’t want you to be sad, but I really am sorry. 

“For gods sake.” Adley said rolling her eyes, “That’s so mean.” She said with a chuckle, “She took pictures because she liked to take pictures, not because I was a total loser who needed her whole life documented.” She replied, “Anyway, the pictures of me are way worse than any pictures of you. She doesn’t have pictures of you when you were four and you decided that temporary tattoos were really cool and you wanted to be covered from head to toe in them.”

“That’s very true.” Jamie chuckled. “Because I wasn’t a weird child.” He could only imagine the photos she was talking about. He hadn’t seen many photos from when Adley was a little kid, but he was more than curious now.

It was an accident. I didn’t think the cap would pop off like that. Sorry, man. 

It’s just water so I can’t be too upset.

Shit, sorry. You’re, uh– not who I thought you were, wrong person.. uh, can we pretend that never happened?

I guess. Since I’m a nice guy. 

“Bullshit.”

Kate, I’m sorry. 

A ghost of course.

Sure it was. 

I thought you were gonna duck. 

Why would you throw water at me in the first place?