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Why not?

Oh I’m sorry, were you flirting with ME?

I thought I was.

You probably think girls just automatically come to you so you don’t bother trying.

Not true. I try! Anyway, thanks for humoring me tonight and going on that date, and thanks for the kiss.

Now you’re THANKING me for the kiss?!

I mean—it was a nice kiss, yeah?

As much as I hate to admit it…

Why is this so hard for me? You’re busting my balls here.

Because I’m still deciding what to think about all this, if I’m being honest.

If it makes you feel any better—so am I.

nineteen

drake

I’m not usually sarcastic to girls I just met, but you have a great sense of humor.

How the hellam I supposed to convince my brother to stay home from class so I can take his place, yet again? There is no logical reason for me to go to a class that is not mine.

Literally none.

I feel like an asshole having this conversation, but there can be no other way. If Drew goes to class, and Daisy wants to sit next to him—or worse, tries to flirt or get affectionate because she and I kissed last night—I’m fucked.

If I go to class and continue pretending to be him, I’m drawing out the lie.

It is a no-win situation.

Not all my fault, though; if the stubborn bastard would have gone on a date with her like I’d wanted him to, this wouldn’t be an issue.

Technically, he is partly to blame.

“Dude, what’s your problem? Did you suddenly discover your love of mass communication? Stop being weird.”

I couldn’t stop being weird even if I wanted to.

“I’m just used to it now, and I’m learning so much,” I lie through my teeth, unable to look him in the eye.

“You’ve gone twice. You can’t be used to it by now, and besides, you have your own classes to worry about.” He sets about ignoring me, shoving things into his backpack—snacks and the like—getting ready for class.

Without me.

“Are you sure?” I try again. “It wouldn't be a problem.”

He stops doing what he's doing and looks at me again. “Dude, what is your problem for real? You're being weird.”

“You're the one who sounds like a broken record. I'm just trying to help you out.” More lies.

“I don't have time for this. I'm already late.”