Chapter 5
“Yeah, no shit. But you’re also kind of funny and like I said already you’re pretty enough. Granted, you need a haircut badly and I’m not sure even God himself could save those eyebrows, but…with a bit of work…we could actuallyhang out.” She nodded carefully, her eyes still boring into me. I had to fight back the urge not to squirm under the heat of her gaze. “Yeah. I think you could hang out with us. I could use someone with your…”
“Charm? Charisma?”
“I’m not quite sure what it is,” she admitted, “But you know, with some makeup, of course, and probably a new wardrobe if the jacket you wear to school is anything to go by…There’s a lot of potential here.”
I clicked my tongue. “Am I a potential friend or a dress-up doll?”
“Your cheek would be the first thing to go.”
I found myself fighting back a smirk. “And what makes you think I even want to be your friend in the first place? What if I want to say no?”