For Lack Of A Better Tittle: NUNS!

She groaned.

"...never mind. You're obnoxious!"

"How?" he asked, frowning. "I thought I was being polite."

"Just...stop talking."

He nodded. Of course, he could only maintain silence for a few minutes.

"So. You've never even dated?"

She groaned.

"No, I haven't! Why would I have? All the boys thought I was weird anyway!"

"Really?" he asked incredulously. "But you're so captivating!"

"You're right, the freaky, conservative, quiet religious girl who likes to read the bible in public and eat her lunches alone." She rolled her eyes. "Stupid."

"I like her well enough," he replied. "Besides, I was far stranger in my youth."

"Yes, but your kind of strange is rampant in public high schools." She replied knowingly. "My kind...isn't. It's just looked down upon."

"There are antisocial Satanists in your schools?" he asked, surprised. "I would hope cute Christian girls would be more common by at least a little."

She rolled her eyes.

"Unfortunate, isn't it?"

"Yes, very. Imagine all the boys clamoring over you--must be horrific."

She just sighed.

"You're stupid."

"Why, because I find you irresistable? Because I've never been to a high school?"

"Both! You're so dumb!" She rolled her eyes. "High school was stupid, and finding me 'irresistible'? It's gross."

He grinned at her.

"If it's, as you say, 'gross' to like you, then I wholeheartedly renounce being decent."

She grumbled, annoyed.

"You're obnoxious, you know that, right?"

"No," he responded brightly. "We're here; shall I walk you up to the room, my fair lady?"

"Of course you should. I'll, uhm. Wait outside so you can clean up the room properly." She decided, getting out of the car.

"It's not dirty," he responded brightly. "Don't worry~"

"...I'll wait outside until you properly clean it." She stressed again.