what happens in college

(wait. Are they heading home now?)
(Breadam = interesting )

(no, standing in the ice cream shop. But they mentioned home earlier)
(mmhmm. -sigh- silly them)

(OHHH.)
(kay kay.)

Adam: I smiled. It was weird how she could make me smile all the time. "Hey, uh...do you still want to go home?"

Brea: "Would I be being too easy if I said that I didn't?" I smirked.

Adam: "Nah, just honest," I said, smiling. "I hate it when girls lie to me."

Brea: "Well, I haven't lied to you, so that's good...at least, I THINK I haven't."

Adam: I laughed. "Same here. Would you tell me if you lied?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

Brea: "Probably." I shrugged.

Adam: "Only probably?" I teased, grinning.

Brea: "I wouldn't lie to begin with," I pointed out with a slight smile. "So it doesn't matter."

Adam: "Ah," I said. "I see. Good to know. You've never lied? Ever?"

Brea: "To you? I...don't think so..."

Adam: "In general," I said. "Everyone lies, right?"

Brea: "Oh, of course."

Adam: "Well, alright," I said, stretching. "Hm. Where do you wanna go now?"

Brea: "Don't ask me that," I whined.

Adam: "Why not?" I asked, smirking. "Whiny today, aren't ya?"

Brea: "Shut up," I muttered. "I just never know what to say to that question, which makes me feel boring."

Adam: I laughed. "Fine. Your ankle's better, right?"

Brea: I nodded.

Adam: "Wanna go swimming?" I asked, grinning.

Brea: "Uh, alright." I shrugged. "I'll have to go get my swimsuit, though."

Adam: "Yeah, me too. My trunks, I mean. Why don't we go change and meet up somewhere?"

Brea: "At a pool?"

Adam: "Um, yeah. There's one near my place."