"Ehh? Since when?" her two friends asked, stopped on their tracks.
"It's a long story. Too long, I'd rather tell you some other time. Also, the author probably didn't even write it yet."
Chris still squinted at the Chinese girl suspiciously.
"Well, I don't trust her. If she so much as strokes your arm..."
He/She let out a growl that sounded like a guard dog's.
Jamie, on the other hand, adopted to the situation with the speed of a fish released into water. He/She walked over to Pao and put a friendly arm around her shoulder.
"So, Pao, as friends I feel like I should ask you this, are you feeling ticklish anywhere?"
"Don't trust her." was Summer's warning. "This is how (he) she sizes up (his) her victims."
The startled Pao quickly hid her feet.
"So" Summer said as they were driving down the main street. "What was it that caused us to be called here this time?"
"Y-Yeah, in a minute.." Pao said, trying to shake off Jamie's friendly arm.
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