Ah, Your Shades Could Pay My Probation
An Island Love story
I yanked and pulled. My hands ripped, but I was used to it by now. No point in crying about something that will heal. J.J still seemed interested in me, but I ignored him. Well I tolerated him, like a person tolerates herpes. Ok not that much. But I had to. Or I'd be in trouble. And a lot of it. I didn't need to get sued. I sighed. His prying eyes lingered in me, but I continued to ignore him.
"what is your problem dude?" I inquired. He smiled. What?