chapter 41

I really had no idea why exactly I told him about my dictator of a mother who won't let me eat at MFC and her ridiculous obsession with everything  being perfect .  I don't even know why I told him about my lack of college funds and I really didn't know why I let him drive me here but by the time my tummy was filled with fried chicken and BBQ wings , I was too satisfied to care about a damn thing anymore .

However , to my surprise I found out that Jacob was a rather good listener though a part of me was inclined to believe that he was only listening with so much concentration was because he might want to use that information against me later on but then again a strict mother and empty bank account wasn't something useful .

Ignoring all the things that made him repugnant  , Jacob was kinda nice to hang out with . Except the first one hundred and twenty seconds of exposed anxiety when I slid in the passengers seat