IT'S MESSING WITH SOPHIE TIME! =D

Dream guys!

"Hey, I didn't see you at the party," Liz leaned on the locker next to mine, "Where were you?"

The party was days ago, and your asking me now? "It was pretty crowded."

"Or…" she leaned toward me with a sly smile, "Were you with someone?"

I could lie, but it's the truth isn't it? "Kinda…"

She squealed, "What's his name?"

"I didn't say it was a guy…"

"Oh c'mon, Sophie!" she rolled her eyes before she nudged me arm, "what's his name?"

Krone. "Why should it matter?"

She huffed, "Stingy…"

I looked into my locker for my math notes, I was sure I put them here yesterday.

"So what is your dream guy like, Sophie?"

I turned my head, surprised she was still here, she on the other hand seemed unfazed by my amazement, "Well…?"

"Well what?"

"What's your dream guy like?"

"What?"

"Your dream guy!" she rolled her eyes again, "Every girl has a dream guy!"

"Can't I be an exception?"

She raised an eyebrow.

"What?" can't I be?

"We both know you don't swing that way, Sophie."

I choked on my own spit. Liz dismissed my reaction and started again, "Okay, let's start basic: physically, nice hair, cool clothes, the works."

"I…"

"C'mon!"

What do I like in a guy? "I…I guess I wouldn't mind it if he were taller than me…no one dates short guys…and maybe he could look athletic," what else? "He wouldn't be a jock though, and his muscles can't be bulky, they have to look born with him, y'know? His eyes are a peculiar color, one you don't see often. Strong, smart enough to fix a car, but not a nerd."

I leaned on my locker, "He looks like someone that demands respect and when you first meet him you know you have to give it to him. And even though he looks scary, once you get to know him, he's not. In fact he's a real good listener, and sometimes he can give great advice. I can talk about just about anything with him, I tell him all sorts of things and he's very insightful. He's sorta like a teacher, but he's actually really fun to, he has a great laugh!"

I smile. "It feels great to be in the same room as him, being next to him is even better. He likes who I am and doesn't want to change me, in fact I'd say he wants me to improve myself. Make me better than I already am. He makes me feel great about myself, I get so happy that I hug him, and when I'm sad he comforts me. He makes me feel safe and confidant, and…when I feel like my world's falling apart…he puts it back together…and that really means a lot to me."

I hugged my notebook, "He makes me feel special and he says a lot of nice things to me. He's nice and gentle, and he sticks up for me. Especially when stupid Josh is being a jerk," I laugh, "he got so mad when Josh was yelling at me that he threw him! Right then I was sorta worried and I made him promise he wouldn't kill him. Afterwards though, I totally treated him like my knight in shining armor, and there was this one time-"

Wait. Am I talking about Krone?

Liz was smiling from ear to ear, "Well, that's one heck of a guy, Sophie," she turned on her heel, still smiling, "Let me know when he's a dream come true! Bye!"

She left me standing there. I still didn't find my math notes.

000

"Is something the matter, Sophie?"

I looked up from my art pad, I must've really spazzed out for Krone to notice. "Um…no, not really," I started scribbling again, "I was just…thinking about a conversation I had earlier…"

"With who?"

"Just a girl I know from school."

"What was it about?"

"Nothing important," that line doesn't go there, now I have to erase it… "just stuff about dream guys-damn, it smudged!" I knew it…

"Dream…guys?"

"What?" what was he saying?

"Just now," he clicked, "you were telling me about your conversation with your…friend."

Shit, did I really tell him? Curse my short attention span! "Um…she's not my friend," I rubbed the back of my neck, "I just sorta know her a little…and sometimes we talk."

"And today you talked about…"

"Nothing! Just…" jeez…this was…weird, "about what kind of…guy I liked, is all."

"A guy…"

"Yeah," I bit my lip, what if I had to explain it to him? "it's…a guy-man-whatever, we just talked about that."

"Why are you frustrated?"

"I'm not."

"You sound like it."

"I'm not, Krone. Jesus," and now I'm frustrated, "just drop it, okay?"

"Why?"

"Because."

God, this is freakin embarrassing! There was a sort silence.

"Because why?"

Seriously? "Krone! Because I don't want to talk about it!"

"Why not?"

"B-because! It's…" I pinched at my forehead, "it's private, okay? I don't want to tell you"

"Why is it private," he almost sounded offended, "can't I know?"

"No! No, you can't!"

"Why not?"

"Because I said so!"

"I fail to see what so much fuss is about."

"I'm not fussing!" I swung my arms around like a fussy person would, "And it's none of your business!"

Krone looked annoyed. He started screwing something inside his ship, "You were only talking about mat-"

"No we weren't!" I yelled, "We were talking about guys, Krone, not…that!"

"And there's a difference?"

"Yes! Yes, there is a difference! Its-they-we-I- why do you have to use that word anyway? We don't use that word in this planet! Jesus Christ!" I buried my face in my hands, could this get more mortifying?

Thankfully, Krone just passed me of as a loon and there was finally silence.

I mean, really, as if I could tell Krone something so…personal! Sure, I told Liz, but that's different. We're girls, and I didn't really tell her anything anyway. I spaced out in the middle of our conversation and started talking about Krone…

Which is NOT why I'm not telling Krone, cuz I mean, he'll get the wrong idea. Krone and potential boyfriend material are two very different things. Yea, it was just a slip of mind, nothings but a brain fart…wait, wasn't this why I spazzed out this time? Am I out of it right now?

"What do you look for in a male, Sophie?"

"What?" my face bore something of a 'what the hell' look.

He shrugged, "I'm curious."

"I'm not gonna tell you something like that!"

"Wh-"

"Because-it's-a-girl-thing-and-I'm-not-telling-you!"

Krone briskly turned back to his work. Only now he looked like he doing more damage than good.

"You're to young to be looking for a male."

WHAT?

"What?"

"You're to young," he repeated.

I crossed my arms, almost offended, "Am not."

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not!"

"Yes you are!"

"I can go out and look for a boyfriend if I want!"

"Then why don't you!"

"Maybe I will!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

I got up, "I'm leaving!"

"Go then!" he turned around, "Wait, where are you going?"

I blinked.

"To my room."

"Oh."

He turned again, "Then go!"

"I'm not going because you told me to!" I stomped my foot, "I'll be in the kitchen!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

000

*gasp!*

Will Sophie and Krone make up? Will I ever stop putting them through so much drama? Will the chicken finally come before the egg? All these answers and more in:

Getting to Know a Predator

Chapter 20!

(Edgad! Chapter twenty?)