Hahaha. Men. It takes us girls to keep them in order, eh? I swear, they're all going to go extinct one day. I suppose their spaceship will return and bring them back to their home planet.
Ah, the name Dave. A classic. Anyway...
I was walking Angus on the street behind me, and there I saw my childhood friend James, who's 17, playing baseball with my friend Blake, who's also 16, his older brother Dain, who's 19 and James's older brother who's 20. I had my hair covering my face so you couldn't tell my age (16 but I look like I'm fourteen, which is the reason I'm always mistaken for an eighth grader ) and James's older bro walks up to me and says, very suave and flirty, "Hel-lo there." Blake and James brake into laughter and I run away, leaving James's brother very confused until I hear him storm into his house because he found out who I was. Mind you, he hates me. I have no idea why, but I must have done something when I was five. James and I used to fight over who got the plastic car when we were little and we'd drag his brother into it, which annoyed the heck out of him. I was cracking up as soon as I got around the corner. You should have seen his face.
I was walking Angus on the street behind me, and there I saw my childhood friend James, who's 17, playing baseball with my friend Blake, who's also 16, his older brother Dain, who's 19 and James's older brother who's 20. I had my hair covering my face so you couldn't tell my age (16 but I look like I'm fourteen, which is the reason I'm always mistaken for an eighth grader