Listen, Don't Touch ~BOYXBOY~

Listen, Don't Touch ~ Chapter 15 Part 1

                  “Yeah.”

                  “oh…” Okay, that boosted my confidence a little bit.

                  “But you should sing louder, and in rhythm.”

                  “YOU JUST SAID IT WAS GOOD!” I huffed and grabbed my mic, glaring at him from the corner of my eyes. “Well maybe you should play the right notes.”

                  He stopped fiddling and gave me a look that screamed, ‘I HOPE SANTA CUTS YOUR NOSE OFF.’

                  He took a step toward me but Andrew blocked him, and patted me on the shoulder, trying to play everything off. “Okaaaay! Put that anger into your playing and singing and we should be good! Next song, okay?”

                  “Fine.” I said.

                  “Whatever.” He muttered.

                  GLAD WE’RE FINALLY GETTING ALONG! HAHAHA NOT.

                  By the end of the afternoon, I WAS PRETTY FREKEN TIRED. It is near impossible to stand, and actually do something, for more than ten minutes. I collapsed on the couch just as Mr. Logi-bear entered the room.

                  “Hey guys, brought pizza–”

                  “I LOVE YOU!” I screamed and grabbed the box from his hands, slamming it on the table and taking out a piece.

                  And you know what seriously pissed my lizards?

                  It. Was. Friiiiiiken. CHEESE.

                  “THIS IS CHEESE.” I yelled.

                  “Thanks for stating the obvious, Sherlock.” Logan leaned over and ripped a piece out.

                  “This should be combo.” I huffed.

                  “Sorry Case, Logan always gets cheese.” Mr. Dad said.

                  I stuck my tongue at Logan and mouthed, “loser.” He smirked and took a bite.

                  Smirked.

                  Not like it was attractive or anything.

                  “What pizza do you like, Case?”