S C A R
"Maybe I should go home. Check up on Juliet, I swear she never answers her calls." I complain to Heath who shakes his head.
"It's so weird seeing you like this. Giving a shit." He teases.
"I don't. What makes you think I give a shit?" I lie.
He snorts. "Okay."
"What's with you and the Dave guy?" I change the subject.
"He hasn't come out to his sister yet. He doesn't know why, because he knows she'll be happy for him. He's a year older than her, they were sent to a foster home when he was 14. Now he's 18, and her guardian. Also, I think he's super hot. Like when he smiles, there's this crinkle near his eyes, so cute. And his voice and height, oof. He's so mature." He begins.
Jenny was in a foster home?
I laugh. "You got all this in 2 hours?"
"When you connect, you connect."
"He seems really quiet." I remark.
"Hey, you know what they say about the quiet ones, they're the freakiest in bed."
I think about it for a second. "That is true."
He breaks into a lopsided grin. "Tell me about it."
"Yeah yeah, go enjoy." I tease loudly as he walks away.
"You bet your ass I will." He runs.
My twin was an idiot. What's new?
***
"Hey, is she good?" Jenny asks.
"Yeah." Why does she care? She doesn't even know Juliet.
She seems to catch on to what I'm thinking.
"She seems like a great person. It'd suck if she died." She jokes.
Right. Died. I had a plan for the whole her dying thing. I wasn't too sure if she was going to like it.
"She's fine. It's just, we get worried about her." I admit.
"Why? Has something happened before? Her mom's car crash is pretty uh, famous around here." She says cautiously, sitting on a stool next to my booth.
"Yeah, well she's had a few accidents of her own." I take a swig of the coffee I picked up on the way, offering her one I got for her.
What? It's a way of saying thank you for taking care of this stupid as shit booth.
On the plus side, we earned like 200 dollars. And all I had to do was watch people lose their dignity trying to get a ring around a bottle. Fun.
"Alright, I'm heading home now." She gets up.
"Already?" I ask.
"Might as well get started on those assignments."
I snort. "No one does those."
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Intertwined
Romance"Twice I would die for a little more once with you." -Atticus ......................................................................................... Juliet Hastings and Axel Reed begin...
