Page 81 of Crazy for this Girl

LAYNEE: Fat Joe.

CAL: You seriously must've lost your shit because you know damn well that I'm not a Fat Joe fan.

CAL: Like at ALL.

LAYNEE: I remember you leaning back quite a bit.

CAL: Um, yeah, maybe to get out of the sun.

LAYNEE: Is that what we're calling it?

CAL: Tell me something other than your lack of memory, Tone Deaf. How's school?

LAYNEE: I hate it. It's boring. The classes are things we did in high school.

CAL: Eh, I know, just ace them and be on your way.

LAYNEE: I want to quit. It's too much money.

CAL: Your dad not paying for it?

LAYNEE: He is, I just feel bad.

CAL: Don't do that. Your dad wanted you to go to college.

LAYNEE: I know, but then I see the bill and have a mini heart attack.

CAL: Pay him back when you're ballin' and banking, then.

LAYNEE: That's a good idea. I can save the receipts and add them up. I could come up with a repayment plan.

CAL: Laynee...you're obsessing.

CAL: Give me a song you’ve been listening to. One that won’t make my ears bleed.

LAYNEE: Make Damn Sure by Taking Back Sunday.

CAL: I’m trusting you, Laynee.

CAL: This better not be like Good Charlotte.

LAYNEE: You’d deserve it if it is.

CAL: I know.

LAYNEE: I'm thinking about going to school to be a veterinarian.

CAL: Really?

LAYNEE: Yeah, you know I love animals.

CAL: You do.

CAL: But you cried when you accidentally stepped on that frog that one summer.

LAYNEE: I hurt him! He was struggling to hop.

CAL: He was alright.

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