"why am i here again?"
i asked monotonously,
leaning up against the tree.

it was half past six,
we were in her backyard
getting ready to meet her dad.

"to make it seem like you really like me."
Bonnie told me,
her blue eyes basically iridescent in the sun.

well,
it wouldn't be an act.
i like you, Bonnie.

but, i couldn't say that
she'd hate me;
cut all ties.

"how the hell am i supposed to do that?"
i asked, uncaringly.
if i didn't have to be there, i'd have left and gone for a walk instead.

forget about her.

"with the motivation
that i'll do your
homework for a week."

i never did pay attention in class.

"whatever."