Authors Note: Thanks so much for the reviews…. Angell4NEPatriots, Taylor Forever, Kelly82, Ocgirl.fr, krisz, and Dogsbody
Oh sorry for the lack of my editing on my last story. I looked over it and recognized that a lot of my two's were spelled to. Sorry.
"That'll be five dollars." Said a tall red hair, "who's this for cutie?" she asked as she stuffed the gift into a gift bag.
"Uhh, a friend."
"A friend eh? Well, hope your friend feels better."
"What?"
"Well, I'm assuming she's sick considering you bought her a 'get well bear '." responded the red head.
"Oh, yeah." The boy said and grabbed the bag and headed out the Newport quick mart.
Cohen House.
"What'd you get her?" asked Seth. Ryan pulled out the little teddy bear out of the gift bag and handed it over to Seth. Seth examined the gift, "You're kidding right?"
Ryan shrugged, "That's all they had."
Seth dropped his mouth, "I can do better than this." He threw the little teddy bear onto the bed, "I got Summer this Jamaican me crazy t-shirt, she loved it."
"And you're sure about that?" Ryan asked giving Seth an unsure look. Seth nodded and smiled, "got any extra shirts?"
Seth's smile grew bigger, "I have better! Get this I have it in a wife beater." Seth walked over to his drawer and pulled out a 'Jamaican me crazy' wife beater. Ryan gave it a stern look, "I know what you're thinking. Will it fit her? Probably not, but hey who said she was going to be wearing it the whole time right?" Seth said nudging on Ryan's arm.
Ryan lifted up the shirt, "Seth, I'm not trying to scare her away."
"What are you talking about? Scaring her away? If you wanted to scare her away all you would have to do is bring her to the old Chino neighborhood."
"How, about this?" Taylor said as she lifted up a black dress.
"What is this for exactly?" Summer asked as she flipped through a Cosmopolitan magazine.
"Well, Ryan told me that he wanted to meet up tonight."
"And?"
"Well, I think he might ask me out."
"Did he say where you guys were going?" Summer asked.
"No, he said it was a surprise."
"I say you wear jeans and a nice shirt. You don't want to go all out. Considering that you don't know where you guys are going."
"True." Taylor said as she placed a finger on her chin and walked back into the closet. Taylor looked around in the closet that she had shared with Summer.
Since they graduated, nothing was ever the same. Summer and Marissa were no longer best friends. Summer didn't like all the drama that Marissa had affiliated herself with, and she couldn't take it anymore. So Taylor and Summer began to hangout a lot more, and grew fond of each other, and became best friends.
Taylor looked through the t-shirts that Summer had and ran across a 'Jamaican me crazy' shirt. She took the shirt off the rack she found it on and walked out of the closet holding it up towards Summer, "Seriously?"
"Oh, you found it." Summer said looking at the shirt with disgust, "I didn't buy it. Seth got it for me, for Valentines Day. I have no idea what was going through his mind when he bought it."
"Why, don't you throw it away?" Taylor said throwing the shirt onto the computer chair.
"Are you kidding me? If I threw that shirt away Cohen would kill me."
"So." said the petite dirty blonde girl sitting across from Ryan. Ryan just stared at the girl in amaze of how beautiful she was, "Ryan. Ryan. RYAN!" Taylor said trying to get his attention, "Something wrong? You've been staring at me like that for quite sometime already. It's really making me worry."
Ryan snapped out of his little fantasy, "Uh, yeah everything is fine."
Taylor nodded her head, "So you have something for me?"
"What! I do?" Ryan questioned.
"Well, yeah. I think, well that's what you told me."
"Oh, yeah I do!" He responded remembering the gift bag beside him. He grabbed the bag by its handle and set it in front of Taylor. Taylor grinned at the sight of the bag; "You can open it now if you want." He smiled.
Taylor then gently took out the gift wrap and lifted up a wife beater that worded 'Jamaican me crazy." Taylor examined the shirt, "Oh, Ryan." She sighed and put on a fake smile, "What can I say? Thank you?" she questioned her thank you, and gave an unsure smile
"No, problem." Ryan smiled, she loves it, he thought to himself.
Authors Note: like? I do. Once again not as long, thanks for my 6 reviews I'm aiming for like 10 reviews now. HA. Very high expectations, yes I know. Sometimes you have to aim high though.