Page 25 of Hey Girl

CHRIS

Me: Are you busy Sunday morning

Mouse: yes

What? No she’s not.

Me: With what?

Mouse: …

Mouse: …

Me: Are you avoiding me?

Mouse: yes… kind of

Me: Why? We’re just texting. My handsome looks can’t make you explode through the phone, it’s been tested.

Mouse: LOL

Me: Did you really just laugh or just type that you did.

Mouse: I really laughed. Sorry, I’m just feeling awkward from…

Me: Let it all out baby. It’s just you, me, and the screen.

Mouse: Okay. From my antics while hopped up on your mom’s special tea, God knows what I did in my sleep and being kissed… for the first time ever.

Me: I’m a KISS THIEF?!?!

Mouse: It’s okay! I… I liked it. Anyway, can we talk about something else?

Me: What is something you’ve always wanted to do?

Mouse: Talk normally.

Me: Besides that.

Mouse: Well…

Mouse: I’m not sure. Something different than I do every day, which isn’t much. I don’t do many fun things, because… you know… it’s hard to get out.

Sweet mother of BLAST… she’s never hadfun?

She wants to do something different, that would get her blood pumping, but has a hard time being around people.

I feel the skin in my forehead pull together and I look at the ceiling, stroking my chin thoughtfully.

She gets nervous aroundpeoplebut not necessarily the activities that involve them. And I’m no longer a people, I’m a person. One that’s kissed her like those hot guys in romance novels - I’m winking at you- so I no longer count.

Got it!

Me: Never fear, my princess mouse.

I’ve got just the plan! I’ll pick you up Sunday at 11am!

Mouse: What do you mean you’ve got a plan?