Will You Be My Girlfriend?

"Go ask him yourself. I don't know what you've done to him but make sure you take care of my only real sibling." He shook his head sadly.

"Just get out," I spat.

Damn, why's he here?

I looked down at myself, I was clad in my signature hello kitty pyjamas.

Should I change?

"It's just Jake," I muttered, shoving my flip-flops on and hurrying downstairs.

I met him sitting at the dining. He was wearing a white T-shirt that showed off his fit chest and stonewashed jeans. Sitting beside him, I whispered, "What are you doing here?"

"Well, your mom told me to join you guys for dinner." He whispered back.

"I mean, why are you in my house by this time." I said in a normal tone this time.

"Um... well, I came to see you." He replied, his tone matching mine.

"You came to see me." I gave him deadpan look.

"Yeah...Where were you after school?" He reverted the question to me, facing me fully.

"I went with Sally."