I'm older than 'Kennon'.
I was sitting next to Kennon, waiting for the next class to start. "You're so short for your age Kennon," I teased him.
He pouts at me. "So are you."
"Yeah, but I'm average for my age," I shoot back.
He 'hmphs' and doesn't say anything.
"Geez," I laugh. "Don't be like that." I poke him, smiling.
"Yeah well, don't be like that," he says waving his arms.
I look at him. "Kennon, don't be a girl."
He looks at me, shocked and acting all wounded. "A girl?"
"You can do both splits, you're short, etc," I glare at him.
"And I don't think any girl would like you."
"That's not nice," he retorts. "No guy would like you."
"Uh yes they would."
"Besides, first things first."
"What?"
"Grow taller." And I pat his head.
He pouts again.
At this point, Vance had come. I call out. "Vance."
He comes over. "What?"
I tell Kennon,"Grow as tall as Vance. Or taller. Then the girls will notice you. And be smart."
Vance sits down with us. "Why are we talking about this?"
"Because," I state,"I'm a girl. Therefore I have to interfere with your love lives."
"Then who do you like?" Vance asks.
I turn pink. "I can't tell you that."
"You can tell me who you like though," I ask him.
Kennon looks between us, smirking.
I should flick him later.
Vance starts to say something. "I-"
The gong rings. I get up and go, sighing.
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That's what you call bad timing.
