Chapter 7
Some People Just Don't Get the Hint.
I walked out of the bathroom to find music blasting, the computer on, and the room to be occupied by none other than…
Artemis Fowl?
Yeah…it was him alright…black hair, blue eyes, very tall, well at least to mean anyways, and eighteen years old.
"Um…hi?" I said.
"Hey. I just noticed that your door was ajar and I came in to check on you, but i onticed Mozart's Cliassical Collection in the drive on your Media Play—" he babbled.
I cut him off. "Really? Is that REALLY the reason? Please turn the computer off and get out."
"Justifiably I can understand your frustration, but really, Bulter sent me in to check."
"Okay then… You may stay. On one condition, though." I stated.
"Perhaps...this condition depends on many factors."
"Just…KNOCK before you come in…I'd really appreciate it…a lot."
"Oh. Of course! Sorry about that I just—"
Again, I cut him off mid-sentence. "Well, I really need to check my e-mail and make some calls so…" I mean, I didn't want to get rid of him, but he was just so obnoxious! Don't get me wrong, I'm not denying that I AM, but seriously. He was.
"I understand." He replied. Thank God! He understood I wanted him to leave. Hey, it wasn't the best ditch…but at least it was a ditch.
"You do?" I asked.
"Yes! Of course I do. I'll go sit down and be quiet."
Oh…my...frickin'…God. The guy couldn't take a hint! Even I'M better at taking hints than him…and I don't even take hints that often!! Wow.
"Umm…okay. Just…be quiet."
"I shall." He answered back.
Looks like this was going to be harder than I thought…
Sorry about the shortness. TO MY LOVELIES: REVIEW, LUVS, REVIEW!!