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"Still wearing pink." Diego chuckled. I glared at him and shoved a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth.
I swallowed and hissed,"Where are the damn clothes, Diego?"
Diego shrugged and leaned back. "I don't know. Here, there. Mostly everywhere."
Without thinking I slung my hand that was holding my ice cream towards Diego and ended up throwing it at his face. Unfortunately, Diego had ducked down under the table and my ice cream had smashed onto the booth behind us. I muttered a few curse words under my breath as Tyson appeared beside our booth and snickered at me.
The manger was talking to Serene over by the employee door where Tyson must have left her there to talk to her boss, which caused an evil grin upon my face. I gasped very loudly in a dramatic tone and stared at Tyson like I was surprised.
"Tyson!" I hissed at him as Istood up and slammed my hands down onto the table. Tyson's eyes narrowed and he looked confused for a few seconds until he realized what I was about to do.
"Izzy, don't you even-" Tyson began but I cut him off by saying,"Why in the world did you throw my wonderful, delicious, yummy, good, great, creamy, chocolate chip ice cream on the clean booth beside us?! How dare you just go around doing such things? YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED!"
I mentally did a victory dance when I noticed I had gotten both Serene's and her boss's attention. I had to practically climb over Colt to get out of the booth and storm out of the front door dramatically. Knowing if I look back I would catch Tyson death glaring at me as Serene's boss charged him for the ice cream and the mess caused. Oh, also a lecture about taking young and beautiful girl's ice cream to throw it at clean booths for no apparent reasons. Not counting I didn't do it because she did excuse. Well, it wasn't really an excuse because I actually did do it.
I skipped off down the parking lot towards Dex's mustang but stopped short when my eyes caught something.
Something I never wanted to see.
Ever again.
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Text: Copyright Amber Marie. Don't copy whatso ever.....or if u just want to save one of the funny moments than go a head but ONLY if u want to treasure it. THANKS. :D
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Editing: me, myself, and I.
Publication Date: 04-30-2012
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