Snippet #1948031

Rosemary chuckled quietly at Kate's comment about her making no sense. So, she playfully punched her friends shoulder. "Excuse me? I thought I was good at reading people too!" she teased with a playful twinkling in her eyes. But, Kate then changed the subject and brought it to her and Kris.

WIth a stressed out sigh she shrugged and kicked the water, sending sparkling droplets scattering across the glassy surface, rupturing the placid look. "I don't know. I guess it's working out. I mean, her seems so... tense." Rosemary tried to explain. It was true though. One minute he was fine, playful and sweet, and then the next he was all tensed and protective, territorial almost. "It's like, we're fine one second, then the next if someone walks into the room, he is acting like... I don't know, nobody else can talk to me.." she explained with a frustrated groan.

But, Rosie knew Katelynn was going through some more boy problems. A lot more.

"Ugh," she moaned and flopped back onto her back. "Why can't we still be like, 7, and thinks boys had cooties?" she questioned with a giggle.