Okay stupid question Amelia. Why the hell would that BLURT out of your mouth. See, this this right here is exactly why Amie needed Phoebe: to tell her to shut the hell up from asking idiotic questions like that. You know what? No - this is JPs fault. He just had to butter her up with the you look really beautiful today and your dad’s a nice guy stuff. To be honest; JP did always know the right thing to say… though… in a way that’s why she chose him. In making her list, Amelia had… well… a good list of contenders to ask if they would… be willing to sign the contract. And yes… Amelia Grace did make a Pro and Con list for every single person on that list.
Let’s start with the immediate No’s:
- Diego: Much too into her sister
- Eddie: He’s her best friend and Amie was not ruining that
- Fin: Ew. Hell no.
- Enrique: See above
- Quinn: SEE ABOVE
Of course that list was far too long to even complete. Anyways, then, of course, you have the maybe’s - the list of people that were all potential options.
- Mateo: He’d… accidentally tell someone, let’s be honest
- Ezekiel: Wasn’t a terrible option, but also not on the top
And then the Most Likely’s
- Raphael and JP: Seemed like the most likely to cooperate with her idea, not tell anyone, and be… good at it.
So yes… while that wasn’t even close to the full list Amie had created, it was a quick run down of the generalized conclusions she had come to. If we were all being honest though… Amelia didn’t regret it. She didn’t… regret JP, at all. Honestly, for some reason, she trusted him more than she trusted most other people and perhaps that’s part of the comfort she had grown with being around him. “I don’t… I guess I kind of took up your entire senior year, JP,” Amie let out, a soft smile meeting her lips as she looked down to her fingers - concentrating on anything else besides his infrequent gaze when he looked away from the road for a second and towards her. “I don’t… I think… you taught me a lot more than school could have ever taught me so… thank you? Is it weird… me thanking you for sex like you’re a h00ker?” Amie joked slightly - lightening the mood.
However, before he could respond, Amie found the two of them had arrived. Stepping out of the car, Amie walked towards his side and opened the door - breaking gender norms one at a time - and waited for him to get out. “Thank you JP. For everything… honestly.” She whispered as he got out before looping her hands in his arm. “So… punch?”