Maria.
What is going to happen? Is she going to do sometihng about that? What if she heard something wrong or maybe she is going to act like she did... I am terrified right now.
I ignored my thoughts and thought of the positive side. I skiped to the fridge and opened it getting a soda. When I shut the door Maria was standing next to me. "OH MY-" I jumped. That is my worst fear.
"Hello. I never really, got the chance to introduce myself right." she smiled, real fake. "Um, hi." Blunt, perfect. "Well, I just wondered if you were alright with me staying in.. Your room for a week or so." I gave her a dumb look and passed her to leave.
"Nice talk." She waved stupidly. I did my winning fake smile and walked right in my room. "Lacy!" I heard Crawford's voice. Sitting on my bed I grunted and got up. "Whaaat." I hissed/whined. "Which shirt is good for my job interview for tomorrow?"
"Crawfy wants a joby?" I pinched his cheeks. "Stop." he hit my hand away. "I really like this job and I want it." I nodded understanding. "Where at?" He looked at his bed, a paper on his black silky sheets.
Zummies.. "I love this store!" I smiled big turning to him. "Really? You didn't look like the type." I glared. "So I have a type?" Smirking to myself. "No? Well, everyone does.." He saved himself.
"Just tell me which one!" He was an impatient one. "Shh. I will!" Putting the paper down. "What are the choices?" Going into his closet... haha. I looked at his decisions. "I like this one!" He smiled while nodding. "Yeah, me too."
A tanktop with a baby blue and Black lining, very soft.
"We have a winner!" He grinned. "Yep." now things are awkward. Crawford and I standing in his closet light off but bedroom light shining and tight space. Well, sort of tight space. "Well I am going to goo." I pointed my thumb to the door.
"Alright, see you." I smiled and waved. "Lacy." Stacy came up to me from the kitchen. "You ready?" I nodded. We walked to the back and she got the shovels ready. To be honest, I wasn't really ready. But I want Stacy to be happy.
"I will go get Maria." Stacy said getting up and leaving. Ugh, trying to be nice is the hardest thing. I don't even understand how Chris can be all confident about it. At least acts like it. I hope he is fine.
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Fanfiction"Chris Collins. Prefect name huh?" Story of a girl who has the chance to go and stay with him, her mother gave her that perfect chance. But, getting to know them even more, she learns a little too much and maybe even messes something up with Chris...
