Page 27 of Bad Boys Don’t Date Clumsy Girls

Sam: Methinks the lady doth protest too much

Me: Shakespear (sp?) from the non-reader among us?

Sam: Everybody knows that quote! But I had to Google it.

Me: [laughing/crying emoji]

Bek: [rolling on the floor laughing face]

Me: And can’t a girl just be curious? Sheesh, you guys. I’m going to bed!

Bek: Sweet dreams

Sam: Yeah, dream about your booooooyfriend!

Me: I hate you, Sam! Bek [heart emoji]

I yawn and stretch my arms toward the ceiling, enjoying the release of tension the action affords. A string of emojis from Sam pop up, one after the other on my phone. I watch them scroll by and I’m laughing long before they stop having anything to do with our conversation.

After plugging my phone into the charger, I switch my light off and curl up in bed. Bek accusing me of having a crush on Dylan makes me roll my eyes before I close them for the night.

It’s ridiculous.

Right?

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