"Stop thinking about him, miss summers" A voice inside me breaks through my train of thoughts.
I jerked a little as the realisation dawned upon me. I was thinking about him. I was actually thinking about him!
Oh no no no no this isn't a good sign. Stop thinking, you idiot!
I saw mom and dad gazing at me expectantly for completely different reasons. Exhaling deeply I look at mom to repeat my words for the last time in the century.
"Truly from every single fiber of my being. I do not possess any kind of romantic feeling towards Mr.Aaron Maxwell, Madam. " I say in my fake utterly ridiculous british accent.
Dad cuts in, punching the air in excitement. He nearly shouts "yesss, I knew it. She's my baby. She doesn't need any other guy in her life than me. "
