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The coolest? Oh, he didn't believe THAT one bit. He stared at her before firmly shaking his head."Impossible, love because *I* am the coolest."He shrugged, beaming a bit. Wasn't it obvious that he was just the coolest of cool? Apparently not to her. Hehh."HEY!"He whined, pouting as she took his hat off his head. He felt naked now, the boy practically ALWAYS wore a hat it felt...weird not wearing one. "I look better in it."He smirked though really she didn't look BAD. He grabbed the hat and put it back on his own hat, huffing. Silly girl! You aren't SUPPOSED to mess with boys' hats, don't cha know?
France? Aha, no."Monaco, actually..."Which was right next to France and he spoke French but was he french? Nahh. He wasn't even sure why he had said our.MEh. Whatever, it didn't matter. And now she was asking THAT question, the question Bailey had honestly been hoping to avoid. His face fell and he shrugged,"I...got kicked out..."And no, Miss Ainsley, he wasn't going to go into full detail if she asked why he got kicked out.
SNOOOOORT.
Bailey just stared, chuckling at the girl.
"I suppose, yeah..."He watched her, scrunching his face up,"Has anyone ever told you your a little over excited?"Not that it was a BAD thing, Bailey certainly had no problem with it, heck he wished he could be like that sometimes.
Honestly, Ainsley was not expecting any back chat in this conversation. People should be instantly reminded that she was queen of cool, okay? Eyebrows raised, the brunette eyed Bailey up and down. "
You? The coolest?" She laughed, not in a mean way. A banterish way. Woah, cheesus! Somebody was clearly very protective of their items! "
It's just a hat, dude. And it does look hot on me, don't deny it." Ainsley didn't fight back much, and just let him have the bloody hat back. "
Big girl." She muttered.
Monaco, ooooh. "
Sounds lovely." Why on Earth would he come to England? Meh. That was a question that she'd have to ask every foreigner who came here. "
You got KICKED out?!" Suddenly the conversation was becoming more interesting. "
Why? What's the goss?" DO TELL.
His staring and chuckling made her slightly uncomfortable. So she stopped her hyperactivity and shuffled around in her seat.
Errrrm... awkward.
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Umm.. I have been told that, actually, yes..." She said, in a rather mellow tone. It wasn't something to be ashamed of, but yeah, sometimes she did go a bit over-board. That's why everyone back home thinks of her as a freak. They are all too posh to understand what goes through Ainsley's weird little brain.