I knew he’d be weak. I just knew it.
They’re all the same. Men. Boys. Weak.
I’d thought the weakness might be to our advantage – weakness of the flesh anyway. But no - He couldn’t even do it for love.
She had to be taught a lesson. She can’t go around acting like she’s one of us. She just isn’t.
So when it was obvious we weren’t going to get Diego’s willing cooperation, I had to take charge of the situation.
I quickly intercepted AM, linking my arm through hers.
“I need to talk to you.” I whispered like it was some big secret. “I’ve been talking to Diego.”
She tried to twitch away from me but I had a firm grip.
“Listen idiota it’s good news!”
“What?” Her voice full of pathetic, deluded hope.
My anger vanished, I had her. “Well – ” I smiled sweetly, “-What would you say if he asked you out?”
She pulled a stupid face and giggled like a five year old.
“Don’t be silly! Why would he?”
I rolled my eyes, impatient again, “I’m asking the questions.”
“I’d say yes.” Deluded hope had returned.
I let a real smile cross my face.
“So you do fancy him?”
She nodded at the floor.
I bit back a smirk. Now for the stinger: Double whammy. I’d get both of them.
“Well, he’s all confused, he told me he likes you and he wants to ask you out but he’s too shy.”
She bought it of course. It’s her dream come true after all. Poor deluded cow.
All I had to do now was tell Diego what I’d done…
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