Chapter sixty-six

Writer's POV

"Let's go to the karaoke bar." Said Mia as they made their way towards where Alex had my his parked. It was eight thirty in the evening and a lot of people were heading home.

"It's late, and I have books waiting for me." Came Alex's reply

"And here comes the old Alex." She pouted, buckling her seat belt. Sleep was completely erased off her eyes this time. And she looked active again. "This is the last I'll ask of you tonight. Please, please, please. I want to sing." 

"Remind me never to go somewhere with you again, after today." Alex said.

And Mia snapped her head to look at him. She felt he was beginning to soften. Because the old Alex would refuse to listen to her. But after the stick of dried maggots incident, he was beginning to act more calm around her. So as not to hurt her feelings. She knew he wasn't a bad person. Infact, she felt he had a good heart. But was trying to be rude to people, because it seem he had been through