A/N: I'm giving you 2 chapters right away since this one is so short. I really don't understand the point of this chapter anyway, it's pretty pointless. Oh, well.
dulce de leche: Kelsey said that because she hated her old school. It wasn't really a JAIL, she just called it one because she hated it. Sorry for the confusion! =)
GORDO
The next day I walked into school practically floating on air. I was so happy. I couldn't remember the last time I was this excited. Kelsey seemed perfect somehow. She was pretty, nice, and… well, nice.
When Lizzie and Miranda saw me they rushed up to me. "How was it?" Lizzie asked. "Tell us everything."
"She's so cool," I said. "At first we had holes of silence every now and then and just made small-talk, but after awhile we both kind of loosened up."
"What's she like?" Miranda asked.
"Well, she likes swing and Christian music, thinks most guys are creeps, went to a bad school, and likes McDonald's. And she hit me," I added, smiling.
"She hit you?" Lizzie demanded.
I laughed. "Lightly. On the arm. We joked around and… well, it was fun."
"You honestly like her?" Lizzie asked, her eyebrows arched skeptically. "We were sure she wasn't your type."
"I honestly like her," I replied. "She's awesome."
"Now aren't you glad we shoved our noses where the don't belong?" Miranda asked smiling.
"Um… no. I wouldn't go that far."