*Gawd it's cold* I think ta myself. I try ta get warmed up by startin a fire, but it's still pretty cold. I felt someone come up behind me.

"Cold ain't it?" I didn't recanize da voice, but just ta be polite, I answered, "Yea it's pretty cold." I looked up ta see who was talkin ta me. It was Skittery. My heart jumped. "He musta been sellin heah" I think. I could feeel mahself blushin.

"Sorry, I didn't know dat was you."He smiles at me. I love it when he smiles.

"Don't apologize", he says wit a grin. "S'okay. Can I sit?" I scoot ova, not too much. I wanna get as close ta him as I can.

"So, whaddya hangin 'round heah for?"

He holds up da papes in his lap." "'sides freezin mah ass off out heah? I have an excuse, what about you'se?"

I run mah hands t'rough mah hair, tryin ta play it cool. I had just got in a fight wit Race and I needed ta think.

"I needed some fresh air. And da fact that Race pissed me off don't help."

"What'd dat jackass do now?" he says with a snicker. He's watchin me and it's makin me noivious.

"He's just bein 'imself. I stole one of 'is cigars again and we gots inta a argument 'bout it. But I guess I started it right?

He laughs, but I don't tink it's funny. Race needs ta share one'n awhile. "Dey ain't his really, he steals em hisself."

I giggle. Yea, you hoid me, I giggled. **Dumbass. Now he think you'se stoopid.** "Yea I guess you'se right. So didja sell good tanight?"

He shrugs," 'bout da same as always. How's ya night goin?"

"Alright, just kinda upset, cuzza Race and all."

"I'll help ya think of some revenge for 'im." He shoots me an evil grin." How's about it?"

"I don't wanna get mahself in trouble again." I smirk at da thought of gettin back at Race, but den I think twice. Race could soak me pretty bad if he wanted ta. **He thinks I'm a pansy. Just go for it Spin!**

"Awww, tell 'im it was my idea. Pwease?" he pouts and gives me puppy dog eyes.

**Dammit Skittery! You know how ta get a goil.** I think. I roll me eyes, "I swea, if I get da blame fa it, I'm gunna soak ya's!"

"You gots permission ta rip me a new one" he says laughing.

I make a face, but then I laugh." Your disgusting, ya know that?"

"Thanks"

"So, whad are your plans for tanight?" I'm tryin ta break da silence.

"Sit 'an feel sorry for mahself ."he smirks, "actually i was hopin..." He's havin trouble sayin whatevah he's tryin ta say. I stand up and put mah hands on mah hips, "Spit it out Skittles."

"I'm gettin dere..." he twists his hat in his hands,"Ya wanna go see a movie and get somethin ta eat?" My eyes light up but den I realize what I'm wearin, and it ain't exactly da nicest stuff I gots.

"I ain't exactly dressed fa it." I blush. **your gunna mess everything up! Just shut your mouth!**

This cheesy grin comes across his face," Tibby's ain't nuttin special, and da movie are dark. Besides, you'd look good in anything."

I blush, AGAIN, "I'd love to go to a movie with ya Skitts." I know I's smilin, but I don't care. "I'll be back in 2 minutes." he says and dissapears up da steps.