/'Delilah-/
I glare at him while scribbling anything I can think of. I hate the b***h.
Apology speech, huh? Well, she's going to get one. I stamp a full stop and hand it over to Dean.
"All done".
He reads through it and frowns.
"This stuff is full of weird s**t. Are you trying get back at me?".
I chuckle, "If I was, I wouldn't take the sheet from you".
"Are you sure? These words are kind of funny" he says skeptically.
"How would you know? You've never apologized your whole life?" I snicker.
"Right. I'll give it a shot. If I can't, I'll let her read the essay herself" he says stepping out of the car.
"It's not an essay, Dean" I state, climbing out as well.
"Whatever."
I trail behind him, watching him try to memorize some part of the speech. I roll my eyes.
I've never seen him p
