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"Oh yeah, man! I fucking love yoga, I've been.. slack as hell though. I used to do some every day last year, it was really good for stress, but I've been a lazy stoner this year. I gotta get back into that shit," Tatum mused, nodding along with him.
She laughed at his athlete impression, clapping him hard on the back. "Exactly! That's like.. I dunno. I guess they're hot, but cute weird girls are.. cuter. Give me a nerd over a quodpot player any day," she replied. "I wanted to be a cheerleader when I first started school. How weird is that? I like, really wanted it. Too bad I was terrible at it."
Pausing, she laughed again. "I never told anybody that. I tried out too, it was.. horrendous."
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"I know what you mean, man. I used to do it like, every morning in the summer. Get up super early, smoke a bat, do some yoga, and back to bed until noon.. shit is so cash," Tatum explained, grinning back.
She laughed a little at the thought of being a cheerleader now, shaking her head quickly. "No fucking way. Being on the field with Amber and Ginger potentially out there somewhere at all times? I'd hyper-ventilate every time we played Lalaurie. I couldn't do it," she admitted, shivering at the thought. "The skirts are cute though. On the other girls, not on me. Like, in general, they're cute."
She slumped more against the wall, looking at him seriously as he spoke. "Thanks, man. That means a lot. I never really felt like.. I dunno, a girl? I mean, I am a girl! I love being a girl, and I.. definitely love girls. But I mean, I've always like.. had guy interests. And gotten along with guys. I never spent so much time with another girl who wasn't family until I met Frankie. It's crazy shit."
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From: meandmyuke |
Date: March 20th, 2011 03:41 pm (UTC) |
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He laughed a bit ruefully. "Yeah, that's kinda what I do, except I've been good about going to classes lately," he admitted. "I should probably take fewer classes as soon as I can to get some sleep in time during the morning."
"That's true. Man those chicks just need to fuckin chill. Like maybe if they just took a few hits every once in a while they wouldn't be so..." he scrunched up his face distastefully. "Bitchy. Those skirts are cute though," he giggled.
He looked at Tatum seriously, leaning his head against the wall. "You know, it's like... science and stuff... like girls that have a boy twin get more exposure to testosterone when they are still like chillin in the womb," he tried to explain. "And like... I don't know... most girls are so damn complicated anyways. It's like a rare feat to find one who is not. I can't blame you for hanging with dudes," he grinned. "We're easy," he giggled a little at that.
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"I wish I could take fewer classes. I want to take off periods every semester, bro! But then my dad gets all pissed and it's not worth the fight. I'm gunna take one next year, my birthday is soon and I'll be seventeen so I ain't even mad.. he can't do shit," she rambled, grinning wider and shaking her head. "I can take free period and do yoga all day, fuck yeah."
When he explained about the science, her eyes went wide. "Yeah, man! I definitely heard that before.. maybe that's what happened to me. Sometimes I think I should have been a little boy. You saw my titties, those are like.. boy boobs. Either way, whatever I am, I'm cool with my bros.. it's like bros and hoes.. or hoe. I only have one hoe. And she's not a hoe. But whatever, right?"
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