(Read Part 1 Before this!)
"Anything else?" I sweetly question, grabbing his hand. "Uh... her teeth were funny looking," Lateef laughs, looking at me. You see, I knew Angelica, and she was amazing and smart, so this bothers me. Alas, I shake it off, ignoring his laughter.

About 5 minutes later, two women walk by, holding hands and kissing. "God, that's disgusting," Lateef gags, glancing at me. "Excuse me?" "I mean, who's going to make who a sandwich, am I right?" "Excuse me?" My best friend and sister were both lesbian, and he knew that. He also knew that I was a feminist, yet he said that.
"Ignore that, and everything else that happened today. All that matters is that you're beautiful, and you're mine," he says, making it very much worse. "What about brains?" I ask. "They don't really matter," he responds, "as if you had any, anyway," he mumbles, under his breath.
*Smack* Flesh comes in contact with face. I say some things to him that belog in a rated-M film, then storm off.
"Babe, wait!" he calls, and I turn around. "Are we still dating?" "Fuck no!" I scream, then walk away. Lateef was a jerk...
-Rainbow