Me: Um, Jace?
Jace: Yes?
Me: Where's my favorite baseball bat, my glue gun and all my Popsicle sticks?
Jace: -to himself- damn, she knows.
Me: Knows what?
Jace: Oh, nothing. You know…spring cleaning.
Me: It's July. Summer.
Jace: It's never too late to clean!
Me: For some strange reason, I feel like you're not cleaning.
Jace: Why do you say that?
Me: Because I'm smart, for one.
Jace: HA. Smart?
Me: HEY….wait. Are you trying to escape?
Jace: Me? What? Escape? No. Of course…not.
Me: Why would you want to leave me?
Jace: …there's not even an answer to that.
Me: I'm amazing! Fantastic! Incredibly gorgeous too!
Jace: And you say I'm conceited?
Me: It's a fact, Jace.
Jace: Um yeah. Okay.
Me: Just to prove that I am worth being with, we're visiting a friend.
Jace: Jess…what friend?
Me: It's not Rob, don't worry.
Jace: OH THANK GOD.
Me: I never understood why you don't like him.
Jace: -stares- seriously? Are you kidding me?
Me: -innocent face-
Jace: he's crazy! Loony! Anything that can be locked up in a mental ward, he has!
Me: Oh you're just saying that because you accidently saw him naked.
Jace: MY EYES!
Me: It's not his fault you walked in on him in his room.
Jace: Yeah it is, when we were invited over!
Me: Um, we weren't.
Jace: …what?
Me: I just, you know, decided to surprise him.
Jace: so it's your fault I saw something that will haunt me until my grave?
Me: Hey! It could've been much worse.
Jace: How so?
Me: …you could've seen his grandpa naked…
Jace: Don't tell me you…
Me: That was one long day for me. I took aspirin then.
Jace: I'm so sorry.
Me: Tell me about it.
Jace: So who are we visiting?
Me: well, fictional or real is the first question.
Jace: hm. Let's try fictional because I can't take any chances. Naked people do not appeal to me.
Me: Unless it's—
Jace: NO ONE. Not even her.
Me: Whoah. You got something against naked people?
Jace: Yeah, I do. Clothes. Put them on.
Me: Racist.
Jace: That's not racist!
Me: Sureee.
Jace: -grunts-
Me: Shut up.
Mike: did someone call my name?
Jace: Oh shit. It's that kid from Twilight. Damn, I always thought he was annoying.
Mike: I'm right here.
Jace: no way, really?
Me: LET'S BE NICE. But I do have to say, we didn't really want you Mike.
Mike: Wow. Thanks. I'm always the guy who's alone.
Me: Well, duh. You're not very cute, not very sma—oops. Where are my manners?
Jace: Iceland, where they're probably hibernating.
Me: Stupid face. –hits Jace- anyway. Bye Mike!
Mike: I wasn't leav—
Jace: Oh yes you were.
-Mike Leaves-
Me: Do you think we were a bit harsh?
Jace: Yeah. But it'll do him good.
Me: I guess. Anyway, I have to take a shower.
Jace: NAKED?
Me: no, with my bathing suit and rubber duckies. YES, NAKED.
Jace: I feel like I'll become blind very, very soon.
Me: aw, don't say that. Iggy from Maximum Ride's blind and he's a pain in the ass sometimes.
Jace: Shouldn't you be happy? I'll only be a pain in the ass SOMETIMES.
Me: …I see your point.
Jace: Duh.
Me: okay, me and my NAKED SELF have to take a shower.
Jace: as long as you stay naked in the bathroom ONLY.
Me: I'll try.
Jace: I hate you.
Me: Your love is overbearing.
Jace: You're delusional.
Me: and you don't like naked people.
Jace: touché