"I've set my limit, sweetheart! I'm not dating anyone over the age of thirty...unless your name is Leonardo DiCaprio. Only then will I make such an exception. It doesn't matter if you're in college. Once you're rich and successful, people will be like 'I always knew she was a gold digger,' and I won't be taking that. I'd much rather be dating the Wade that's my age. You know, the really cute one that's got the gorgeous blue eyes that I always get lost in. You've met him, right?" she asked biting her lip. Shaking her head, Ryleigh responded, "You are so immature! There's no way you're getting out of this one, Lawless. You're immature and you need to come to terms with it." Pausing for a second to think, Ryleigh continued, "And if you don't, then I'll draw a mustache on you once you've fallen asleep." She smirked at him and started to think about what the boy would look like with a stache. "You don't even know when it is, so you can't celebrate," Ryleigh spoke, sticking her tongue out. "When in March? I need to start planning and taking notes at parties now, that way I can throw you the best party ever," she nodded her head. "How else am I supposed to shower? You make no sense, sweetheart. NO SENSE!" she said letting out a huff of air. "The fairies will never like you, Lawless. You're too mean for them. They only talk to me," she said smirking once again. "Well, in my head you're wrong, so HA! Are you trying to see me naked or something? I don't even understand why you would ever want that. I have scars and burns all over my arms, back and stomach. They're not anything that the world would want to see," she looked away, refusing to make eye contact with him. Ryleigh really did think her body was shameful. Although it wasn't as covered as she believed, there were a few prominent scars that hadn't faded or shrunk over time and she thought they were hideous. "Uhuh, sure you did. It's okay Wade, now I know your secret and I promise I won't tell anyone," she smiled at him. "No, no, I believe you, so that pinky swear won't be necessary," she shook her head. She started to inch closer, "Okay, so you're going to have to listen carefully because I'm only saying this once." She was basically whispering against his lips. Their faces separated by mere millimeters. She glanced up at his eyes, before shutting hers and finally pressing her lips against the boys.
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