Gail + Hail

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When I walked into my car all of the girls were awake, they must be waiting for the new girls. A few minutes later two girls walked in. The first was tall, tan, and slim, she was wearing a pink tank top and a purple miniskirt, it looked like her boobs were falling out and she really shouldn’t bend over. Ever.

The second made my eyes widen, and jaw drop. It was Gail! My sister was here, why? She looked at me with her eyes widened, and she stopped in her tracks. I couldn’t believe it, but yet here she was, in all of her tanned glory, her normal shorts and perfectly fitting shorts, right here in front of me. Suddenly it made sense, that’s why I’m really here. She couldn’t do it alone.

“Hey Gail! Come here for a second.” I spoke loudly

“H-Hey Jazz. Funny seeing you here.” She smiled trying to look innocent

“Save it, I know why you really made me come here now. You didn’t want to do it alone.” I said clenching my jaw

“I’m sorry.” She mumbled

“Whatever.” Was all I said rolling my eyes

“But to get in here we had to walk into the boys car, and I saw a really hot guy!” she squeaked

“What did he look like?” maybe I could figure out who he was

“He had dark shaggy hair, was tall and muscular, and he had the most amazing green eyes!” She said

“That would be Hail, and he is in charge of these two cars, he isn’t up for grabs.” I snapped

What is wrong with me? I wouldn’t normally snap at Gail. Why did I even care! It’s like I told Hail the first day here, there is no price charming out there for me, but I feel like I’m lying to myself at this point. So why does it bother me that Gail is interested?

“But it would be Gail and Hail! Wouldn’t that be so cute!” she smiled with a dreaming look in her eyes

“Gail just snaps out of it, because he is m-“I stopped

Did I really almost say what I think I did, he isn’t mine, and he never will be! We are only friends! Why does this change seem so sudden?

“He is what?” Gail looked at me

“He. Isn’t. Available.” I said glaring at my sister

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