He stops and steps in front of me. "Magenta is a cross between red...and some other lame color-"
"Violet." I say but he ignores it.
"It means power and passion." He says like it was soo important that I needed to know it.
"Cool I guess.." I mutter, rubbing my arms. I was cold.
"Green means vomit."
"It does not!" I state, stomping my foot, forgetting about my recent coldness.
"My god, when you're mad you look like a angry wittle lion." He said in a baby voice.
"I do not!" I yell and he laughs.
"This is too cute." He starts to walk away, shoving his hands in his pockets.
I stop as a blush takes over my face. I clench my fist as I stomp up behind him. "I-I am not cute!"
He stops and turns towards me. My heart jumps out of my chest. What in the world am I feeling?
"You're right, you're adorable." He pushes me and I struggle to keep balance before falling back.
"Asshole!"
"You are what you eat!"
"That's disgusting!"
"So are you, kitty cat."
"I'm not a kitty-" I stop talking when he is far away.
"Hey! Get back here! We aren't done!"
He turns to look at me and laughs. "Not my fault your little legs can't keep up with my big steps." I glare at him and he just keeps laughing. It's not even funny! Gosh his laugh is so-
"Take a picture it'll last longer, Hamilshit."
I look away from him with my face feeling hot. "Oh, well isn't that cute." He mocks at me blushing.
"Shut up." I growl, looking down as I turn around. I was done with him. I'm going back home.
"Oh so we're going home?"
"I'Mgoing home." I say, fighting back a yawn.
He walks next to me and laughs. "You're so small.."
"Shut up!"
"Make me."
"Ughh! I hate you!"
. Look at this. Something a lil extra for ya. This isn't mine!!
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