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'can i buy a train ticket?' and 'shit, my oyster card is empty' are two very underrated ladders ep tracks.
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Yeee part 2
Evelyn
The walk down the hall was probably the worst 2 minutes of my life. Dakota tried to strike up conversation but I'm not putting up with it. "Well here we are, your first class." She paused as if she was waiting for me to say something. "Cool", is all I added. "You wanna grab lunch together", she asks while looking at me with begging eyes. As if she needs me as a friend, it looked like she has plenty of friends. "Fine." She sighs,"Did I do something to make you hate me?" "I don't hate you", I say and walk into class not wanting to talk to her at the moment. She's just weird. Why is she so desperate to get to know me?
Dakota
I wait and wait in the hall for her to walk out of her damn class but she's taking forever. What could Evelyn be doing? Reading a novel outloud to the class and no one can leave until she finishes the whole book? Finally the class door opens and all the kids spill out. Evelyn obviously tries to avoid my glance but I grab her arm and say,"So....lunch?" "Pizza." She yanks her arm away and walks out the front door. She's gonna be a lot harder than I thought. I quickly follow her and offer for us to go in my car, mainly because I don't want to try and be polite to her parents or whatever. She agrees and gets in.
~Pizza~ ~Dakota~ "You're only eating one slice?" Evelyn mumbles,"Does it matter?" "Yes you need more than one slice", I add while putting another slice on her plate, she look way too thin. "Hey Dakota? Why do you care about being friends with me so much?" She looks up only for a second to try and read what I'm thinking before she puts her glance back down letting a strand of hair fall from her high ponytail into her face. "You seem like a fun person to be around." She looks back up and she's obviously not convinced by my blantant lie. "Sure, what's the real reason?" "You're the freshman I'm helping out, it would be bad if we hated each other." Just please shut up and go with it. She still doesn't look convinced but decides to drop it. "We should have a sleepover", she says with a grin as if she's trying to torture me. Oh honey not my gay ass. No no probably not the best thing to say right now. "Sure, your house or mine?" "Well my parents don't like me sleeping with anyone unless I'm at my house or they're family." Ugh strict parents, I hate them already. "You can't even sleep with girls?" She snorts at my question. Am I missing something here? "Yea most girls but not you." Me? What's different about me? "Why not me?" "Your short hair, tattoos, and clothes will make them think you're really gay." I mean I am but that's rude. "And you're not gay?" I expect her to laugh and tell me about her boyfriend who is just the sweetest and the greatest but instead she says,"I can't date myself can I?" Wait so is that a yes or.... I'll let that one go. I chuckle and say,"I guess not." "Anyways, lunch is over in 10 minutes. Let's go." She gets up and walks out with her cute little shorts and the crop top I'm shocked her parents let her wear.
Evelyn
"So are we having a sleep over tonight or?" I'm trying to take Dakota's attention off her stupid phone. "Oh yea sure, I can give you a ride home." She finally sets her phone down and looks at me. "Perfect." "Evelyn! Listen to the lesson or I'll make you come up here and teach it yourself!" "Sorry", chill out all I did was say two sentences. Dakota holds in laughter and I punch her in the arm. She looks at me and fake pouts until I roll my eyes then she's back to quiet giggling. She's so different but maybe this is a good different. Maybe she's just what I need.
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