He flicks the ashes off the end of his cigarette. "So Emy, where are you from?" I just laughed.

"This little down in Colorado known as Cripple Creek, lots of gambling," he smiled. "Is there something funny about Colorado that youre not informing me about," I said trying not to sound too insecure about the matter. The way he was smiling at me was a mocking way not so much a "lets be best friends" kind of way.
"You just dont look like a country girl is all," He shrugged and took another drag off the end of his Newport.

"Really now? What do you classify as country," using my fingers to add quotations around "country". He just laughed, finished his cigarette and threw it on the ground. "So I'm not country because I don't wear a cowb- I mean cowgirl hat, and say 'YAAAHOOO' all the time?"
"Nah, but thats a good start. You just seem pretty into the city scene with your designer clothes, and dyed hair is all."
He said mockingly. I looked down at my black cirly hair.
"This is alot coming from someone from Texas," I hope that didnt come out wrong. He just laughed. "You laugh alot."
"And you're pretty random, and I think you may have a slight case of ADD," he said. "And, I cant help but laugh when people say stuff thats stupid."
"HEY! I DIDNT SAY ANYTHING STUPID," I didn't realize I had raised my voice that high. Woops. Now he probablly thinks I'm like psycho and scream at stupid things. Wow. Way to go Emy, Way to go. Sure I was being a bit hard on myself, but I had just met the boy and I had already probablly of screwed up about a half a dozen times already. "Can I crawl into a hole and die now," I asked myself hoping the words wouldnt spew out of my mouth by accident. "Well I should get going, I'm already going to at least 45 minutes late, and usually I'm only late by about 15 minutes or so. The office probablly thinks I came down with a case of Cancer or something."
"You sure you dont wanna skip with me today? We could have alot of fun...," he said in a way that exagerated it a bit and ultimately it did sound like fun. I mean come on, spending a day with a hot boy, whoever thinks that doesnt sound like fun may need to check into a psychiatric ward. Emy, YOU NEED TO GET TO SCHOOL. Sometimes I really wish I didnt have a concious.

"Lets say i go along with this insane plane to say, skip school. Whats in it for me," I ask. I pull my cellphone out of my pocket. The display on the front says "8:20". GREAT, You're almost an hour late. The school's gonna call your house soon now Emy. I hope your satisified. I tried to block out my concious. I wanted just one day where i didnt have to think about anything but having fun and by god today was gonna be that day.
"Well of course you get to spend the day with the wonderful bobby of course," He points to himself and smiles a little smirk almost making me melt. Wow, Don't do that. You'll make me pass out if you contuine.
"Oh, but of course," I said in the most sarcastic tone I could manage. " Because we all know Bobby is just the sexiest man on the face of the planet!" Just about close to it.
"And you get to walk around Settle showing me all the sights, " He made puppy dog eyes after saying this. "Pwweeeaaseee?"
"Ok, ok fine. I'll do it. But you Mr. Bobby must be on your best behavior otherwise you go STRAIGHT back to the school along with myself," he chuckled. This could be an interesting day.