Paul rolled his eyes for the fourteenth time in a single hour.
Paul had been patient for too long. Annoyance was beginning to bubble up inside him and he found himself wanting to rake his claws across his best friend’s face.
“Jare.” Paul sighed, looking at the wide-eyed boy next to him with exasperation.
“Don’t you think she would be here by now if she walks this way?” Paul slumped against the tree and ran a hand through his dark, newly cut hair.
“She walks home this way– I think.” Jared muttered, his exceptionally sharp eyes peeled back for any sign of the stunning goddess he’d laid eyes on in class.
“You think.” Paul rolled his eyes again. He may as well just keep them rolled all the way back into his head. His best friend was an idiot.
Jared Cameron and Paul Lahote had gone back to school three days ago, after two weeks of missed school. Both were on edge the whole day, and it was their very last class that turned everything onto its toes.
“Ten Things Girls Secretly Love”
“Twelve Ways She’s Showing You She’s Interested”
“Women love it when men —”
“Six Ways To A Woman’s Heart”
“Fifteen Things Your Girlfriend Wishes You Would Do”
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Women are not one homogenous mass, we do not have a hive mind with identical likes, dislikes, wants and needs and ways of showing them. Women are individual people that vary wildly from one another.