"You should see the chick that Carter is living with." AJ said with a smirk.
"Your living with someone?" Brian and Kevin asked at the same time.
Nick rolled his eyes at them.
"First off, her name is Hannah, not chick." Nick said glaring at AJ,"And I'm not really living with her. There was a mix up in the lease papers, and we are both too stubborn to find a new place. So we are sharing the place. And it's not even like I can enjoy her company. She is the most stuck-up, rude, annoying, mo-"
"Looks like someone has a crush." Brian snickered childishly.
"Me? Like Hannah? I don't think that could ever be possible." Nick objected.
AJ nodded his head mimcally.
Nick shook his head and turned away from them.
Two hours later, Nick came home and went straight to his room. He began changing into flannel pants, and he looked around for his favorite shirt.
He walked out and knocked on Hannah's door.
She opened the door and look him over.
"Have a rough day?" she laughed.
He had one sock on, one shoe on, flannel pants, no shirt, and his hair was a mess.
Nick just ignored her, "Have you seen that white shirt I wore two days ago?"
She nodded, "I washed it."
Nick raised his eyebrows in shock.
"Thanks."
"Your welcome." she said smiling kindly for the first time.
Nick walked over to the washer and opened it up. The minute he saw his shirt he grabbed it and stormed out to the living room.
"Look what you did to my favorite shirt!" he said sounding angry.
He displayed the once white shirt that was now spotted with pink.
"I didn't mean to!" she said defensively.
Nick glared at her and couldn't believe that he believed she would actually do something nice.
"Nick, I didn't know there was anything but whites in the washer, I'm sorry." she said putting her drink down.
Nick sighed, "Nevermind."
He walked off and slammed his door shut.
