[Rylie stops long enough to look Sky up and down before ever so slightly sneering.
Skinny guy is so not her type, and this is not her best day ever.
In her head-script the team of shirtless hunky firefighters next door would be coming out right about now to carry her bags for her. Not this miniskirt-lady her brother's already giving the eye to, and her rebellious teeanaged son or whatever that Kai's sure to try to steamroller her into being friends with. Her pocket's already buzzing and she's hoping it's Trish or Matt or any number of the other friends she's leaving behind in the rough life a person has before they can drive out to see their friends whenever they like.]
Yeah hi. Aaaaand bye.
[Heel spin. Hell to the no.
That blue creepy skinny guy had better not be checking out her ass.]
[2/2] In which unimpressed teenager is unimpressed.
Skinny guy is so not her type, and this is not her best day ever.
In her head-script the team of shirtless hunky firefighters next door would be coming out right about now to carry her bags for her. Not this miniskirt-lady her brother's already giving the eye to, and her rebellious teeanaged son or whatever that Kai's sure to try to steamroller her into being friends with.
Her pocket's already buzzing and she's hoping it's Trish or Matt or any number of the other friends she's leaving behind in the rough life a person has before they can drive out to see their friends whenever they like.]
Yeah hi.
Aaaaand bye.
[Heel spin.
Hell to the no.
That blue creepy skinny guy had better not be checking out her ass.]
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