Chapter30

#Chapter30

/"THAT'S SO ASSETIFYING,/" I said as I shook my head vehemently.

/"Seriously? How is that assetifying, which I doubt is even actual word./"

/"Yes, it a word. Babe implies that I'm a prize, something that can be owned or won by someone,/" I replied matter-of-factly. /"I really hate that word but I loathe baby even more./"

Nick stood there quietly analysing me. /"I guess.....I'm sorry?/" he asked as he cocked his head to the side to look at me but I waved him off. /"But technically, my room is painted black with Gray strikes because the darkness soothes me,/" he said and sat down on the swivel chair at my desk. /"Now do tell me why a bright student like yourself is still undecided in their senior year. I mean, don't you plan everything out to the bone?/"

The actual answer to that wasn't something that I could so easily say, so instead I went with the somewhat true version.