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smiles, and I feel all squishy inside. Trent’s teeth were so white, and they have the slightest tilt inward at the bottom. I imagine kissing him, and my eyes almost close.
“Hi, guys,” Jason’s voice snaps me back to attention.
“Hey,” Shelly says, obviously checking out my date.
“Should we go on and get seats?” I say.
“We just ordered popcorn.” Shelly seems even less enthusiastic about being with Trent tonight, and I figure the make-out session was a bust. Oh, well!
“Why don’t you and Trent go,” Jason says. “I’ll help Shelly and get us something.”
“Oh, you don’t have to…” I start to say, but Shelly comes to life.
“That’s a great idea!”
I do a double-take at her, but Trent steps over and lightly touches my arm. My pulse jumps through the roof, and I completely forget about stopping Jason or pretending to be miffed at Shelly’s obvious interest in my date. My fake date.
“Our theater’s Number 5,” he says and smiles. I remember to smile back.
“Okay,” I say, turning to follow him.
As we walk toward the big red five in the distance I hear Shelly talking to Jason.
“Your hair is the most amazing color,” she says. “It’s like dark chocolate with milk chocolate highlights.”
I roll my eyes and almost laugh. Shelly does not miss a chance.
“What?” Trent’s watching me.
“Oh!” I jump. I can’t be amused by Shelly’s tactics. Jason’s supposed to be my real date, and it wouldn’t make sense if I found her behavior funny instead of annoying. “I just thought of this funny story. Something Jason told me earlier.”
“So you two are dating now?”
“I guess. I mean, we’re just getting to know each other, so I don’t know.”
Trent nods, then he touches my arm again. Zing!
“This is us,” he says, reaching to hold the door for me. I sigh inwardly. He’s such a gentleman.
We go inside and pick out four empty seats next to each other. Then he and I sit beside each other in the middle two. Several minutes pass, and I try to think of something to say. All I keep getting are thoughts of Shelly making out with him and milk chocolate highlights.
“Did you have fun at the luau?” he finally asks me.
“Yeah,” I say. “Did you?”
“Oh, sure.”
Silence again. I looked around trying to find a subject for conversation. I don’t know what Trent likes to talk about. Shelly covered everything that doesn’t work last night in the bathroom, and we’ve never had a class together. We don’t have lunch together, we didn’t have lunch together last year, not that it would’ve mattered since I was hideous last year. We’ve never had the chance to really talk, come to think of it. Just then Shelly walks in with Jason. She’s holding his arm and laughing like he just said the funniest thing on the planet. Jason looks up and his eyebrows rise slightly. My shoulders rise a hair in response. It’s like we’re using a secret code, only at this point I have nothing to report.
Jason slides into the seat next to me, and Shelly reluctantly moves across in front of us to Trent’s other side. I wouldn’t have put it past her to sit beside my date if the spot weren’t already taken.
I feel Jason nudge my arm and look down. He’s holding his hand in a position that indicates he wants me to take it. Suddenly I’m not so sure about my plan. Almost-talking to Trent just now, he seemed interested and maybe… just possibly disappointed that Jason and I are dating. What if he feels the same thing I do, that Jason does? That when you really like someone, you don’t want them dating anyone else for any length of time. But I can’t be sure.
Then Jason reaches up and laces our fingers. I let him pull our clasped hands forward so it’s clear to everyone that we’re holding hands. I see Trent glance our way, and my heart sinks. Maybe this is all a mistake.
The lights dim and the movie starts, but I can’t concentrate on a thing happening onscreen
“Hi, guys,” Jason’s voice snaps me back to attention.
“Hey,” Shelly says, obviously checking out my date.
“Should we go on and get seats?” I say.
“We just ordered popcorn.” Shelly seems even less enthusiastic about being with Trent tonight, and I figure the make-out session was a bust. Oh, well!
“Why don’t you and Trent go,” Jason says. “I’ll help Shelly and get us something.”
“Oh, you don’t have to…” I start to say, but Shelly comes to life.
“That’s a great idea!”
I do a double-take at her, but Trent steps over and lightly touches my arm. My pulse jumps through the roof, and I completely forget about stopping Jason or pretending to be miffed at Shelly’s obvious interest in my date. My fake date.
“Our theater’s Number 5,” he says and smiles. I remember to smile back.
“Okay,” I say, turning to follow him.
As we walk toward the big red five in the distance I hear Shelly talking to Jason.
“Your hair is the most amazing color,” she says. “It’s like dark chocolate with milk chocolate highlights.”
I roll my eyes and almost laugh. Shelly does not miss a chance.
“What?” Trent’s watching me.
“Oh!” I jump. I can’t be amused by Shelly’s tactics. Jason’s supposed to be my real date, and it wouldn’t make sense if I found her behavior funny instead of annoying. “I just thought of this funny story. Something Jason told me earlier.”
“So you two are dating now?”
“I guess. I mean, we’re just getting to know each other, so I don’t know.”
Trent nods, then he touches my arm again. Zing!
“This is us,” he says, reaching to hold the door for me. I sigh inwardly. He’s such a gentleman.
We go inside and pick out four empty seats next to each other. Then he and I sit beside each other in the middle two. Several minutes pass, and I try to think of something to say. All I keep getting are thoughts of Shelly making out with him and milk chocolate highlights.
“Did you have fun at the luau?” he finally asks me.
“Yeah,” I say. “Did you?”
“Oh, sure.”
Silence again. I looked around trying to find a subject for conversation. I don’t know what Trent likes to talk about. Shelly covered everything that doesn’t work last night in the bathroom, and we’ve never had a class together. We don’t have lunch together, we didn’t have lunch together last year, not that it would’ve mattered since I was hideous last year. We’ve never had the chance to really talk, come to think of it. Just then Shelly walks in with Jason. She’s holding his arm and laughing like he just said the funniest thing on the planet. Jason looks up and his eyebrows rise slightly. My shoulders rise a hair in response. It’s like we’re using a secret code, only at this point I have nothing to report.
Jason slides into the seat next to me, and Shelly reluctantly moves across in front of us to Trent’s other side. I wouldn’t have put it past her to sit beside my date if the spot weren’t already taken.
I feel Jason nudge my arm and look down. He’s holding his hand in a position that indicates he wants me to take it. Suddenly I’m not so sure about my plan. Almost-talking to Trent just now, he seemed interested and maybe… just possibly disappointed that Jason and I are dating. What if he feels the same thing I do, that Jason does? That when you really like someone, you don’t want them dating anyone else for any length of time. But I can’t be sure.
Then Jason reaches up and laces our fingers. I let him pull our clasped hands forward so it’s clear to everyone that we’re holding hands. I see Trent glance our way, and my heart sinks. Maybe this is all a mistake.
The lights dim and the movie starts, but I can’t concentrate on a thing happening onscreen
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