I thought about it for a minute..."Well...I do need underwear..." my voice trailed off.
Blaine shot his fist in the air triumphantly. "THANK YOU JESUS!" I laughed at him. So we went in the store. And Blaine was in love. "I think you should get this," he said atleast a million times while holding up skimpy lingerie.
After we bought a few things we went to....**drum roll**....STARBUCKS! "So this is Mr. Ebay?" Shirley asked me completely amused.
Before I could answer Blaine spoke. "I do have a name you know! And it just so happens to be Blaine Andrews!"
"Darling, I knew that. And I also know you cause problems for my Camille. And do you know what will happen if this continues?" Shirley asked in a sickly sweet tone.
"Do I want to know?" Blaine asked.
"No. But I'll tell you anyways! I will cut your balls off and make you eat them!" Blaine went white in the face as Shirley and I laughed our heads off.
Shirley got me some coffee. "I'm not looking forward to going back to school tomorrow," I complained.
"School? What am I going to do while you're gone?" Blaine questioned.
"Well...I don't trust you alone. Shirley can he work for you?" I asked.
"NO!" Blaine shouted.
"Certainly!" Shirley agreed.
"NO! Camille, how could you? Can't I just go to school with you?" Blaine whined.
"Come to think of it....That isn't a bad idea!"
"YAY!" Blaine said happily. Shirley and I laughed at his stupidness.
So we went home. That was after Blaine had 16, yes I counted, large frapachinos. "WEEEEEEEEEE! I HAVE TO PEEEEEEEEE!" Blaine sang. "HAHA! I just rhymed!"
I showed him to the bathroom. Which he happily ran into. He came out a couple minutes later. "What are we going to do now gorgeous?" Blaine asked hyperly.
"Watch Camille eat this beautiful pizza." I murmured.
"Blaine wants some too!" he pouted.
"Help yourself," I grabbed three slices and sat down on the sofa to eat. Blaine joined me.
"Hello my Darling Camille!....And her darling new boyfriend Blaine!" My mom rushed in to greet us.
I nearly choked on my pizza. "Who said he was my boyfriend?" I asked angrily.
"I did! And you're my girl. Because you bought me!" Blaine said joyfully.
"So? Just because I bought you doesn't mean we're together!" I argued.
"Yes, it does. You wanted to buy a boyfriend on ebay. So you did. So we're a couple!" he argued back.
"Honey, the boy is right. But if you don't want him...."
"Mother he's 17!" I said angrily.
"So?" she questioned.
"So, it's not legal!" Her mouth formed a giant O.
"Well, I've got to go see...Uh...Greg. I'll see you two lovebirds later!" My mum planted a quick kiss on my cheek and left.p>
"What are we gonna do now?" Blaine asked still hyper from his coffee.
"Nothing," I mumbled.
"I want to go to the beach!" he said happily.
"I don't."
"Pleaaaaaaaaase Caaaaaaaaaaaaamille?" he pleaded with the puppy dog eyes.
"Well....Fine!" I agreed. God, I'm a sucker for those looks! I ran upstairs to change into my bikini.
I wish you'd stop ignoring me because you're sending me to despair,
Without a sound yeh you're calling me and I don't think it's very fair
That your shoulders are frozen (as cold as the night)
Oh, but you're an explosion (You're dynamite)
Your name isn't Rio but I don't care for sand
Lighting the fuse might result in a bang with a bang-go
I said I bet that you look good on the dance floor
I don't know if you're looking for romance or what
Don't know what you're looking for
Well I bet that you look good on the dance floor
Dancing to electro-pop like a robot from 1984
from 1984!
I Bet You Look Good On The Dance Floor-Arctic Monkeys
RATE AND MESSAGE US......PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....YESSSSSSSSSSSS lol Jen:P
