The minute this was over, I would visit my brother. I would tell him things were taken care of and it was safe to come home.
Oz Osborne dating? I roll my eyes but she doesnt see me. Okay Sydney. Good one.This time she does turn to face me, her brows furrowed. Hurt. Why would you say it like that?
Please. The guy screws everyone—I saw him getting a hand-job at a party in the hallway. Its probably a good idea to stay away from a guy like that, no matter how good looking he is.First of all, there is no way he screws everyone. Every athlete has a reputation simply by being an athlete; theyre not all pigs. Oz could be guilty by association. And secondly, why wouldnt I want to date him? Its Oz Osborne. If he asks me out, Id be a fool to say no; do I look like a fool to you?No, dammit. She doesnt.
I cross my arms stubbornly. Fine. Just dont let him lead you on—no doubt hes run out of room on his bedpost for notches.She levels me with a stare. You dont honestly believe that garbage, do you?
Well, no. I dont. So why the hell did I say it?
My sigh is palpable. No. But I also dont think you should get involved with him.How had he managed to pour so much into a few short paragraphs? How had he known exactly what to say?
If only hed written it after he met Nila.He would know what he predicted came true.
Nila was my everything.Shed replaced Kes as my crutch, and I would never take her for granted like I did him.