I didn't mean to! I swear!

this chapter is dedicated to three amazing people. Who have either been here from the beginning or are just crazy enough to be there till the end. Two of them I have not met in person, one of them I only came into contact with recently, but hopefully when I write the words "the end" they'll still be here, crying along with me. First to KiaraKool you always read my update even when youre royally pissed at me, whether its planning with me during Math or just voting youre there. Next to zieshasam who I met over percy Jackson, you are always there if I need you sis even if it just to discuss percy at three am. Lastly to Ellz2413 she literally went through the book, reading, voting and commenting. Besides zee and keys you were the first loyal reader ever! I'll never forget that! So to the three lovely ladies THANK YOU! I SWEAR!

Sincerely a very blessed first time author

Kyla

Now to get to the story...

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: I WEIGH AS MUCH AS A HIPPO... NO SIR YOU ARE A HIPPO

"Now where were we love?" The Geek Tod smirked down at me.

Yes down, as we all now know I'm embarrassingly short. Deal with it people. In fact I might just hit this tall buffoon under the chin. Bleeding giant and his bloody beautiful... I mean bogusfull (that's also a word you turnip lollies) eyes. (In this case bogusfull means disturbingly ugly)

"I was sitting quietly and waiting to go home." I started, "Where I will then avoid you for the rest of my ever loving life. Because I contrary to popular belief, am SANE!" This was the cool calm collected answer floating through my head. Of coure it was to much to ask for that to happen so instead.

"Did you happen to catch my shoe in that airport? I know I left it there and it was custom."

Falcon looked as if he had swallowed a large duck, "Your what?" he spluttered.

"My shoe, you know black converse all star. Lots of blue and white detailing, couple of drawings in white out?"

"You're asking me about your shoes?"

"No I'm asking you about my shoe." I said stressing the last word, "I've still got the one leg."

Falcon let out a long string of expletives, "Of all the f****ing things! You're either the dumbest person alive... or the craziest."

Exactly what I'm thinking as my moth keeps flapping, "So i'll take that as a no then. Damn I did really love those shoes."

He shot me the most incredulous look in the world as he muttered, "Theyre usually terrified. The last one pissed his pants. What is wrong with her?" I don't think he was talking to me at that point.

"Nothing I know of" I answered any way, "Though there might be if I wrap around a bleeding tree! Why the ever loving gumball are you driving so fast?" I shrieked buckling in everything. I think I even grabbed his seatbelt and did it up. I'm not sure.

Suddenly the confusion ebbed away and he smirked condescendingly, "Afraid of a little speed love?" Though instead of slowing down the needle on the metre inched forward. "We cant have that."

"My god you sadistic crab pop slow the potatoe down!" I wasn't in charge of my actions at this point and started holding onto the closest hard object. In this case Falcon himself.

"If you wanted to be close to me love you need only ask." he whispered huskily.

"Keep dreaming butterball." I muttered unstitching myself from him as we came to a stop.