Page 22 of The Cheerleader is Off Limits

I’m used to the slight intimidation that comes from people when they hear where I’ve been and what I’ve been doing for most of my life, but I try not to be annoying about it. It’s not like I chose to travelor paid for it, for that matter.It’s very easy to travel and live the life I have on someone else’s dime.

Me:

That’s okay. You’ve got time before you start having all the kids.

River:

I can’t believe we talked about that.

Me:

I can’t wait to get you high again and see what else I can get out of you!

River:

Not happening. But maybe you can try it after a few drinks.

I wince because although I do have a fake ID that I got as soon as I got back to the States, since the drinking age is not eighteen, I haven’t tried it out at that many places. If River and I do go out, hopefully I can get away with not drinking if I get the vibe that they won’t take it. The last thing I need is to get carded and for River to find out that I amnottwenty-one.

Me:

Sounds like someone’s a bit of a lightweight if you’re spilling all your secrets after a couple of drinks.

River:

Definitely not a lightweight.

Me:

Something about me then?

River:

Wouldn’t you like to know

A smile finds my lips because he is definitely flirting.

Me:

I would, but more on that later. I’m going to ask a series of questions, answer them as fast as you can.

River:

Okay, shoot.

Me:

What’s your favorite movie?

River:

The Godfather probably but like you, I have a list

Me:

Favorite color?

River: