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"Twenty bucks she calls you Jeremy again," Belly joked looking up at Jeremiah, while the three teens waited on Taylor at the bus stop.
"Jeremy?" Elizabeth questioned.
"Yeah, I don't. . ." Jeremiah shook his head. "I think she learned from last time."
"It's how she flirts with him," Belly told Elizabeth who nodded smiling.
"Here she comes," Jeremiah mumbled as they watched the girl get off the bus looking around for them, as soon as she saw the three she ran over pulling her into a hug.
"Oh my God, oh my God," Taylor gasped pulling away from Belly smiling at her. "Happy birthday!"
"Thank you!" Belly smiled.
"Belly, you little tart," Taylor exclaimed looking over Belly's outfit.
"What?"
"You finally took my advice," Taylor smiled. "This outfit is snatched."
"Oh my God, Taylor," Belly groaned embarrassed.
"Isn't Belly looking like a snack?" Taylor turned toward Jeremiah.
"Always," Jeremiah said smirking. "Oh, uh, here, let me get your bag."
"Thank you," Taylor grinned at the boy. "You're such a gentleman, Jeremy."
"Of course," he mumbled.
"Um. . . it's Jeremiah, not Jeremy," Belly said with a frown.
"I like Jeremy better," Taylor shrugged.
"Oh, Taylor," Belly started pulling Elizabeth beside her. "This is Elizabeth, Conrad's girlfriend."
Elizabeth smiled at Taylor watching her examine Elizabeth's outfit, which consisted of a cropped halterneck tank with flowers on it and white shorts.
"It's nice to meet you!" Elizabeth said after Taylor didn't say anything.
"You too," Taylor said smiling, "you're really pretty."
"Oh, uh, thanks," Elizabeth thanked her.
"Uh, should we, uh, head home?" Jeremiah asked walking to the Jeep.
