I keep my eyes on Riley in case she decides to try something and she kisses the dude quickly, "See you tommorrow. Text me. I put my contact in your phone."
I watch her, my instincs dying to take over as she looks at me, "Whucha looking at? Jealous?"
I Run for her but Rayah holds me back, "Calm down."
,,,,,,,,,,,,, Riley
Evil. I think before kissing Gray again and pushing past them.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
The tools of conquest do not necessarily come with bombs and explosions and fallout. There are weapons that are simply thoughts, attitudes, prejudices; to be found only in the minds of men. For the record, prejudices can kill, and suspicions can destroy. A thoughtless, frightened search for a scapegoat has a fallout all of its own. — Rod Serling, Twilight Zone