Originally Posted by Presley Black

Presley shrugged. "Like you said, I barely know you. That means that your opinions can't hurt me." That was the best part about talking to strangers. She nodded slowly. "I just don't want him to think I'm some kind of stalker, you know?" She didn't like Milton? Who wouldn't like him? He was carefree, and funny, and gorgeous, and different. Whatever. Maybe she was just tasteless. Presley stood back up and picked up her books. "Nope, that's it. If you need help with anything, let me know." Presley told the girl honestly. She had to go talk to Milton, and that was the end of it.