What is the deal?
I ended up in the broom closet with Jen. Not what you think. It smells like Lemon Pledge in there.
She says I can't be doing this. This is just wrong. Me and Sarah.
"I like to think of you as my Lonnie."
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
We were in Lab and I had to help somebody with an accident so I had to get supplies in the janitor's closet. Next thing I know she's right behind me. Its like it was this fixed thing. Like she had to have this talk with. Go figure.
"You're a great guy, Lonnie. Don't let somebody like Sarah bring you down. You deserve so much better...." yadayada..she's only looking out for me. I'm like her little brother or something. It just would not stop.
"You don't have to worry about me," I tell her. "I'm fine. Things are so fine with me and Sarah." Just shut the fuck up, I'm thinking. But I don't say it. She's all 'I'll be the next president of the United States' with her shiney brunette hair and her straight teeth who has finally bowed down to give me this information.
It was a hell of a morning. At least I got to spend most of lunch hiding behind the snack stand at the football field making out with Sarah.