Of course she was going to wait until she was the age of consent. You know...hopefully. She didn't need anybody calling her a whore because she gave it up too early. Amy was content to wait. At least, at the moment she was. "Not until I'm sixteen. Don't need to make things complicated." And there were all kinds of drama that could start from getting into it before it was really appropriate to do so.
"No, he's not stupid. He's not a jock either. Just a guy. But he's hot and he's nice. I don't think he's been trying to stare down my shirt, but it's not like I've been giving him a free show, either." She had taste, at the least. Dumb jocks? They wouldn't do. Not at all.
"...why isn't he talking to you?" she asked, kind of curious. It always felt weird when she wasn't talking to her own twin, and so it never lasted all that long. Amy shrugged when Josie asked why Angie acted weird around her. "She doesn't hate you, I don't think. She probably just thinks you're a bad influence on me, or something."