At school, Jade nervously approached Akira in the hall after she finished talking with someone. “Hey, Akira, can we talk a sec?” Jade read the caution on Akira’s pretty, sexy face.
“Sure.”
Damn, why didn’t Jade have a few lines memorized? Flat-footed, she stared at the floor, the wall, and was able to bring her gaze to Akira. “Uh, I just want to say, well, I mean, uh, thanks, okay. I don’t think any convenience store clerk in the world would do what you did, go home with a customer. You’re awesome.” She wanted to touch, maybe hug and kiss the Japanese beauty.
“Oh. I worried you hated me.”
“Hated you? You’re awesome. Why would I hate you? Everything about you is stupendous, especially since I’ve been such a jerky b***h, being drunk, trying to steal beer and buy cigarettes, acting like a
