“If he DID like me, He’ll probably NEVER LIKE ME NOW and I’ll be a laughing stock of the school because I’ll be known as the girl with the overprotective brothers and cousins and…”

… The other two were EASY. I… don’t think I’m ready for this amount of drama… *L*

But, home for two seconds, and she’s on the phone with her BFF, talking it all out…

“It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have asked him to dance..”
“It’s not your fault! He promised!”
“He didn’t promise, he just said he would…”

Me: SIGH.

It’s not the end of the world, of course, and she DID have fun, “Right up until they went off on my date!” *L* Aaaahhhhh, hormones. Gotta love em.

She says she had a good time, for most of it, which is better than an awful time for all of it. So we’ll just have to accept that for what it is. Specially as she’s not allowed to date, anyway.

[Though if I were her cousin? I'd watch out on my next date, else The Pup opt for Revenge... just sayin!]