I kiss her back and shrug, "In the spare bedroom probably. At least...one of them probably is. The other more than likely kidnapped my bed and is in my room."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
My face burns red as Nic puts me in a headlock to listen to Rayah read my work out loud. I swallow and avoid eye contact at them. Nic lets me go as Rayah finishes, looking up at me and giving the notebook back.
"Aw...Jay, you're good," she says.
I stuff it under my shirt and scurry away from the both of them, embarrassed that they'd found it and that the two of them, of all people, read through it.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I look at Nic for a second, thinking I shouldn't go after him (He'll probrably just yell at me anyways) and plop back on the couch, shaking my head while looking at the floor.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I look over at Jace. "Sorry. I was curious," I crouch infront of him. "And it's not like I'll tell anyone. You can tell me anything. Aren't we suppost to be honest with eachother? Know eachother's secrets?" I flash a smile.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!