"Metz, Melinda - Roswell 01 - The Outsiders_v1" - читать интересную книгу автора (Metz Melinda)was smaller but muscular. They were leaning across the table toward each
other, talking intently. She couldn't hear what they were saying, but they both looked furious. "I think you deserve a good table after dealing with those guys. You can take Max and Michael," Liz volunteered. , Maria narrowed her blue eyes. "Okay, what's going on?" Liz wrapped her arm around Maria's shoulders. "You're my best friend. Can't I just do something nice for you out of the goodness of my heart?" "Nope." Maria shrugged Liz's arm away. "I repeat -- what's going on?" "Nothing," Liz insisted. "I just feel like taking a little vacation from all the testosterone junkies." Maria raised one eyebrow. "Translation, please." "Guys," Liz explained. "I'm so tired of their... guyness." "All guys aren't like Kyle Valenti, you know," Maria told her. "Take Alex. He's totally cool." Alex Manes was totally cool. Liz could hardly believe she and Maria had forever. "You're right. Alex is the best. But he doesn't count." Maria frowned. "Why not?" "'Cause he's Alex," Liz said with a shrug. "He's not a guy guy. Not like Kyle. You should have seen Kyle after school today. He will not accept the fact that I won't go out with him again. He actually got down on his knees and followed me down the hall with his tongue hanging out, begging. All his friends were watching, laughing like the idiots they are." It made Liz wish she knew karate. She could have really given his friends something to laugh about. "How romantic. And that classy move didn't convince you to go out with him again?" Maria's voice rose in fake shock. "Uh -- that would be no. And I'm not going out with anyone else for a while, either," Liz declared. "I'm going to stay home, rent chick flicks, take bubble baths, and wear comfy old sweatpants." Liz was looking forward to it. To be fair, most guys she'd been out with -- not that there had been that many -- weren't losers like Kyle Valenti. |
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