I'm not one for love songs [1]

Maybe a life of piracy would be a good idea, Hayley wondered, half-running half-skipping away from Bob. She rounded the corner on the way to her bus only to run into something very big, almost hard, and at least double her height.
"Hey, if it isn't my favourite pirate!" Gabe exclaimed, while gently moving her out of his chest.
"Hi! Sorry, um... I wasnt watching..." Hayley stuttered, somewhat lost for words at the sight of him. Its the eyes that do it she thought, looking at them with her one visible eye.
"Its cool," Gabe laughed. All Hayley could do was smile at him.
There was a pause, of the kind that Hayley dreaded, before Gabe tried again at conversation.
"I guess when you spend your time that close to the ground, you end up watching it more than what's in front of you?" he teased, and Hayley laughed.
"Hey, just because I'm not sister of the Jolly green giant, doesn't mean Im some kind of pygmy." She retorted, feigning annoyance.
"Aww, youre the cutest little pygmy Ive ever seen," Gabe smiled.
Oh my gosh. He called me cute. Hayley was lost for words again.
Gabe laughed. "It's not often I see your face go the same colour as your hair, Hayley. How would you like to come pillaging with me in a couple of days? Ive got some plans for this tour. But you can't breathe a word you know what would happen. They don't take kindly to mischief around here."
"Fraternise with the enemy? Wouldn't dream of it. I would love to cause a ruckus with you." Hayley smiled.
"Then we will, don't you worry." Gabe said with a grin. "I gotta go. Ryland's waiting, and you know how protective that boy is."
Hayley couldnt help but crack up at that. It was so wrong it was funny. The image of Ryland getting mad at Gabe for being late just didnt fit right at all. "I'll see you soon, then. I'm busy myself, actually." she lied.
"Ok. See you round." Gabe said, with a final smile that set her heartbeat off at a mile a minute, again. This boy is bad for my heart, she thought, laughing at herself for being so pathetic when it came to him. She walked away reluctantly, completely lost in a deep analysis of his every word. It was only a matter of time before she would bash into something else 6 feet tall.
"Bob!" Greta called.
"Yeah, what's up Greta?"
"I am so glad I found you. I've been trying to escape from Gabe Saporta. He just wont leave me alone!" Greta complained. Bob pulled her into a hug.
"Just two months of touring to go," he tried consoling her.
Greta hid her face on Bobs shoulder. A muffled "aaaagggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" was all that could be heard.
"Don't worry. I've got an ingenious plan." Bob said, his brain ticking over with possibilities.
Greta looked up at him hopefully, and took a step back. "What's that?"
"Well, as I see it, the only way to avoid that jerk is to spend the remainder of the tour with me!"
Greta laughed, a little harder than was really kind, Bob thought. "You and Chris and Darren. My only human company for months on end?" she asked, already with a laugh creeping in.
"Yeah! Why not? That could work. Couldn't it?" Bob tried, trying not to sound too desperate. Greta was already laughing.
"Thanks Bob. A sense of humour is exactly what I needed. I feel much better."
"Sense of humour. Yeah. That's good."
"And that's what friends are for, right? Making me feel good!" Greta smiled innocently.
Wow. Shes very, very clueless, isn't she? Its endearing, in her... "Yeah. Friends. Cool. Well, Im glad I've done my job, then. Well, we'd better go. We're playing soon." Bob said, suppressing a sigh. He tried his best. He got a hug. What more did he want? More than another friend, thats for sure.


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