"I keep telling you, I don't know who saw us." I insisted, locking my eyes with Scott's.
Scott took another look at the picture again, sighing.
"If it wasn't for you, I would've freely been frolicking in sausage land right now." I said.
"You love me, come on." Scott smirked, nudging me.
I giggled a little. Oh, how badly I want to kiss him right now.
But we're in the hallway. People are watching us.
"How many of your friends did you tell about.. Us?"
"None, you?"
"None."
"Well, it's not like we're in a relationship or anything, so we won't lie if we deny." I said again, grinning.
"Do friends hug?" Scott asked, slinging his bag.
"Yeah, they do." I replied, giggling like a retarded seal with star n*****s. "But, it'll be weird if.."
"Yeah, yeah. I know."
"Hey, how come I didn't se
