permission.
“Go ahead. I’m going in to talk to Abbie and Kaitlyn . I’ll meet you in there.”
“Ok. Be there in a sec.”
I watched him walk over to the crowd. Hailey and her group were standing there as usual.
I kept watching Michael as I walked across the parking lot toward the door, hearing Erica tell me to wait up as she dug her crutches out of the backseat. I stood in the middle of the drive - thru watching and waiting.
“Michael!” I heard Hailey shrill, “I literally thought you were literally never going to get here.”
I watched him talking to Jeff and Travis . Hailey was standing so close to him that I was feeling uncomfortable. He looked down at her and nodded. Was it also a smile? Was he smiling at her? I wanted to walk over there so badly, but my feet wouldn’t move. I also didn’t want to walk over if he was trying to get with her. That would be so typical of my luck is have my first kiss with a wonderful hot guy that I really really liked and he dumps me twenty minutes later for Hailey. I would hear about that every day for the rest of the year.
“Come on,” Erica pushed past me, waking me from my trance. I started walking but still watched Michael. Hailey was laughing. I watched her take his hand and start writing on it. He didn’t look like he was even noticing. What is she doing writing on his hand?
I went inside and hurried to the table so I could continue watching. She finished writing and started talking. I couldn’t tell from my angle if he was answering, but he nodded again. He looked back over to Jeff and said something. They were laughing, but Hailey was laughing too. I hated Hailey more than ever. “What is so damn funny?” I wanted to scream at them.
Michael looked over at me watching him, said something to the guys, and started walking toward us, with Hailey in tow. She was saying something to him, practically trotting. They both headed to the table. Was he bringing her in with him? Michael got to the table and sat down beside me.
“Ok, so I will talk to Daddy and see about the key. Since he is the principal, I’m thinking he can pull some strings and stuff , ” Hailey rattled on.
Michael looked up at her with a puzzled look and said, “Ok. Thanks . ” B ut it sounded like he had no idea what he was thanking he for.
“Hey girls!” She sang.
We all four looked at each other and about had a heart attack.
“ Michael,” she sighed heavily, “ I don’t know what I’d ever do without my besties,” she said , looking at us, forcing a noticeably fake smile. “I’d literally die without my little cheer girls. They complete me and stuff.”
I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I started laughing. She was never nice to me, never. In fact, if the toilet swirly was still a thing to do, I’d get one daily.
She gave me a glare and then looked at Michael, “You have my numbers,” she took his hand and pointed to them. “This one is my cell phone. This one is the house. Do not give the house phone number to anyone. It’s the principal of the high school ’ s number and stuff. My daddy,” she repeated.
Michael stared blankly at her.
“Alex,” she looked at me, “ w e literally need to for sure go get a pedi together soon. Girls’ day out.”
“Oh literally, for sure!” I laughed.
She gave me a glare then smiled when she saw Michael looking at her. “She’s precious , ” s he said, almost choking on the words.
She turned around and walked away, “Jeffery!” she yelled. “I literally thought you went home!”
“That was weird,” Michael said.
“That was literally priceless,” I laughed. “You have no idea how much she hates me.”
“I think I have an idea. She sent me a 400 word email on Facebook, warning me about you and how you are destroying her life . ” He held up his finger, fighting to not laugh, “ Michael, I am pretty sure I literally texted you, but you never answered,” he said , sounding exactly
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