"No, I am just going to feed you so you get in a better mood." He stated back.
"Food?" I asked, a little less angry.
Milo chuckled.
"Pizza?" He asked.
"That depends. Can I get pineapple and bacon?" I asked.
"Cupcake, you can get whatever you like," he replied.
A little while later, Milo and I are parked in the middle of the woods. Apparently, he knew about this trail that you could drive through. Something about it being private property of his mom. You can see the mountains beautifully from here. It really is a nice view. We are both sitting on top of the hood of his car enjoying our pizza and Dr. Pepper.
"So, you gonna tell me how I'm a competition, but not a competition?" I asked after I finished my first slice.
"I'm not really sure if I should." Milo told me. "You might run a
