*knock knock*

‘Okay, just think of something to make them hate you right off the bat, Connor. Shouldn’t be hard.’

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“O-Oh, hello, Mr. Worthington! I have chlamydia!”

“What? No, silly, I’m Isabelle!”

“… Gosh, heck.”

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“Sorry about the short notice, but can we postpone? My dads are both sick, so we can’t do dinner tonight.”

“Oh?”

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“Yeah, I’m really super duper sorry I should’ve called you.”

“Oh, no, no. That’s, uh, really too bad.”

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“Maybe, um, well, I have a recital at San Myshuno Prep next weekend, and I’m gonna babysit some of my cousins the week after that, and then I have to film a commercial..”

“Hey, don’t worry. We’ll, uh, think of something, right?”

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“Yeah. Now, what was that about ‘chlamydia’?”

“Well, um…”

“Hi Connor! Kiss kiss?”

“Uh, no thanks.”

“Alright, suit yourself. I forgot poor people prefer high-fives.”

“I, uh… I gotta go!”

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“O-M-G, Renee! Isn’t he the cutest?”

“I guess? I dunno. Why are you even here? Shouldn’t you be in school?”

“Oh, I’m coming in late today~! I asked Mayhew to stop the limo here so I could invite Connor over next Saturday. Could you be, like, the best cousin ever and ask him for me? I’d really appreciate it!”

“Uhh… Okay?”

“Hey, Renee, can I ask you a quick favor?”

“Sure. I don’t see why not. I mean, you’re my best friend.”

“Ohmigosh this  means so much to me I really appreciate it!”

“So what’s the favor?”

“So you’re cousins with that girl Isabelle, right?”

“Yeah. Do you like her or something.”

“No, actually it’s, um, quite the opposite. I’m really not interested in her; in fact, I’m really not that interested in girls at all. I just don’t know what to do. It seems rude if I just told her ‘I prefer guys’.”

“Maybe just avoid her? She goes to a different school than us, so it shouldn’t be hard.”

“She has my number! And she won’t stop texting me! It’s gosh darn frustrating and kind of annoying as heck!”

“I’ll think of something. Don’t worry about it.”

“Ohmigosh I’m so happy! Thank you!”

“No problem, it’s not like she… goes… here…”

“Umm, is something wrong?”

“Hiiiii Connor~!”

“Oh, fiddlesticks.”