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Crap- i have to sit on the hot one
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Chelsea kindly came and joined me, helping me clean up and handing me the bottle of water and a mint.
'Thanks' I groanned.
'Come on' Said Jon 'we'd better get this girl in the car, i'm sure we have some more water somewhere too.'
Jon and Chelsea both hoisted me up by the elbow and helped drag me over to the car.
To my dismay, the guys in the car were all very good looking.
Courtney opened the front door and immediatley took the only vacant seat.
'Um....maybe it would be better if your friend sat there 'cos theirs air conditioning..' Said Jon.
But Courtney just took out her i-pod and put her earphones in her ears, pretending not to have heard him.
He and the rest of the guys seemed slightly taken a-back at this reaction, but i just told them not to worry about it, and
could i just get some shade soon.
'So..er... we have to like sit on your laps then?' Said Delilah.
'Yep you get to choose between Brendon's, Spencers or Ryan's said Jon, indicating to them each.
'Well' Sighed Delilah 'OK then.' And she dusted down her skirt and crawled across Ryan and Spencers laps
and placed herself down upon Brendon's.
'Hope this is OK' She said, adjusting her sunglasses.
'It's like christmas' Brendon chuckled.
'Cheeky.' Delilah giggled.
'Um i think maybe you should sit at the end Brooke so you can jump out quickly..you know, if you feel sick..' Said Chelsea.
I cringed and nodded as Chelsea made her way across onto Spencers lap.
This left me with Ryan. Crap- i have to sit on the hot one.
Normally i would have been a bit more anxious and self consious about sitting on a strangers lap but
in my current state, all i wanted to do was get some shade over my burning head.
Jon helped lower me on to Ryan's lap.
'Sorry you had to be stuck with me.' I said.
Ryan chuckled 'don't worry about it.'
Whilst Delilah and Chelsea were perched half-heartedly on the edge of their guys laps , i didn't have the energy
and just completely sunk myself across Ryan, my arms hanging round his neck and my head buried in his shoulder.
He smelt nice.
And here's me stinking of sweat and..ew, sick.
At least Chelsea gave me the mint.
He was nice enough though.
Maybe a little taken a-back, but he was nice enough to kind of rest his arms on my back, and pat me sympathetically.
It felt nice.
'I like this boy' i thought.
I hope i don't throw up on him.
'Thanks' I groanned.
'Come on' Said Jon 'we'd better get this girl in the car, i'm sure we have some more water somewhere too.'
Jon and Chelsea both hoisted me up by the elbow and helped drag me over to the car.
To my dismay, the guys in the car were all very good looking.
Courtney opened the front door and immediatley took the only vacant seat.
'Um....maybe it would be better if your friend sat there 'cos theirs air conditioning..' Said Jon.
But Courtney just took out her i-pod and put her earphones in her ears, pretending not to have heard him.
He and the rest of the guys seemed slightly taken a-back at this reaction, but i just told them not to worry about it, and
could i just get some shade soon.
'So..er... we have to like sit on your laps then?' Said Delilah.
'Yep you get to choose between Brendon's, Spencers or Ryan's said Jon, indicating to them each.
'Well' Sighed Delilah 'OK then.' And she dusted down her skirt and crawled across Ryan and Spencers laps
and placed herself down upon Brendon's.
'Hope this is OK' She said, adjusting her sunglasses.
'It's like christmas' Brendon chuckled.
'Cheeky.' Delilah giggled.
'Um i think maybe you should sit at the end Brooke so you can jump out quickly..you know, if you feel sick..' Said Chelsea.
I cringed and nodded as Chelsea made her way across onto Spencers lap.
This left me with Ryan. Crap- i have to sit on the hot one.
Normally i would have been a bit more anxious and self consious about sitting on a strangers lap but
in my current state, all i wanted to do was get some shade over my burning head.
Jon helped lower me on to Ryan's lap.
'Sorry you had to be stuck with me.' I said.
Ryan chuckled 'don't worry about it.'
Whilst Delilah and Chelsea were perched half-heartedly on the edge of their guys laps , i didn't have the energy
and just completely sunk myself across Ryan, my arms hanging round his neck and my head buried in his shoulder.
He smelt nice.
And here's me stinking of sweat and..ew, sick.
At least Chelsea gave me the mint.
He was nice enough though.
Maybe a little taken a-back, but he was nice enough to kind of rest his arms on my back, and pat me sympathetically.
It felt nice.
'I like this boy' i thought.
I hope i don't throw up on him.
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