Cora ^
Wednesday was pretty uneventful, lest you count the zombie apocalypse.
Hah!
Made you flinch. But really, Wednesday was just a normal school day. In the passing time to seventh period, I walked by Graham and he pulled me over to the side away from the surge of teens.
"Hey Graham," I greeted.
"Howdy," he grinned. "Look, I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime tomorrow?" I looked up in thought.
"I can't say tomorrow will work. You see, all the girls are getting together and I'm expected to be present." Graham nodded.
"Not a problem. Well, would tonight be too soon of a notice?" I shook my head.
"Sounds good. Where and when?" I asked. He told me that he would text the information as soon as he confirmed something, then slipped back into the throng of people.
•~•
"Best darn burgers or steak you'll ever have," Graham argued. I pondered the thought then shrugged, figuring it would do me no good to fight against an opinion.
"'Kay, let's go in then." We were seated fairly quickly for such a popular restaurant.
"What'll it be, darling?" The waiter asked. I scoffed at his flirting.
"Cheeseburger with mayonnaise and onions only. Also, I would like to change the side of French fries to a bowl of peaches."
The waiter's eyebrows scrunched together. "We don't serve peaches here." I gasped, putting an offended hand on my heart.
"How dare you, sir. That is inhumane. This should be illegal. Thi—"
"Uh, Thera?" Graham nudged me softly. "That ain't gonna change anything, is there something else you'd like? We can go buy you some peaches after."
I gave him a firm nod and frowned at the waiter. "I guess I'll have a baked potato."
"Very well ma'am. Sorry for the...inconvenience."
I feel like the waiter tried to avoid our table as much as he could after that. But I was happy because—as promised—Graham took me and bought peaches afterwards. Oh, life is good when I have my fruit.
•~•
Thursday. Misery day. "Do I have to go?" I complained out loud to no one in particular. I was, after all, at home in my room, alone. It was getting dangerously close to time for me to leave and I was still laying in bed not wanting to get up. I should at least brush my hair and teeth, I finally decided. With a 'mighty' groan, I finally stood and walked to the bathroom.
"Yeesh, did I look like that at school?" I suddenly felt bad for the people who had to look at me, but didn't last thinking about it for too long. Quickly freshening up, I figured I should at least change clothes and threw on a different pair.
The sooner I get there, the sooner it'll be over, I tried to convince myself. The chosen destination was the party room of Beef's. At least I know I'll like the food. (Any small reason to be happy I was desperately trying to cling to. Not sure if it was working.)
Six pairs of eyes trained on me as I entered the room, but soon most just broke out into smiles or continued laughter and conversation.
"Thera, up here!" someone called. It was Amanda. She had saved a spot to the right of her and I sat down with a small thank you. There were several tables pushed together to accommodate the amount of people we had. Hope was at the head, and Amanda to her right.
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The Boyfriend Games {Complete | Book One}
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