No," I say, looking up at Griggs. "It's actually because my heart belongs to someone else. " And if I could bottle the look on his face, I'd keep it by my bedside for the rest of my life.
The head nerd of the Cadets is my partner and when it's over he asks me for my number. I'm very flattered and he looks a bit crestfallen when I say no. "It's because they don't have coverage out here," Griggs tells him. "No," I say, looking up at Griggs. "It's actually because my heart belongs to someone else. " And if I could bottle the look on his face, I'd keep it by my bedside for the rest of my life.
What's with what you're wearing?" Griggs asks while we stand outside waiting for the others. "It's pretty hideous, isn't it?" I say. "Don't force me to look at it," he says. "It's see-through. " That kills conversation for a couple of seconds.
What do you think would happen if we kissed right here, right now?" he asks, digging his hands into the pockets of his khaki pants, grinning right back at me. "I think it would cause a riot. " "Well, you know me," he says, lowering his head towards me. "Causing a riot is what I do best. " Santangelo approaches before Griggs gets any closer and pulls him away. "Are you guys insane?" he says, irritated. "It's called peaceful coexistence, Santangelo. You should try it and if it works we may sell the idea to the Israelis and Palestinians," I say, throwing his own words back at him.