Chicks Before Dicks


The party was crowded and loud, and she had no idea how she was going to find her friends. On cue, Peter emerged from the throng of people. "Hey Bella!" he shouted above the music. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure."

They walked outside, where the decibel level was slightly lower than a jet engine. "What's up?" she asked.

"So here's the thing. Charlotte and I got to talking after we left the library, and I guess I was so focused on you last year that I never really paid attention to her. But, well, you and I didn't work out, obviously, and I was wondering if it would be okay if I asked her out."

"You do realize you're the second ex-boyfriend to ask me that, right?"

"Oh. Yeah. I guess that's a little weird."

"Just a little. Anyway, it's fine. I think you guys will be great together."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive."

"Thanks, Bella."

"No problem. Hey, I'm not really in a party mood. Can you tell everyone I just went home?"

"Sure. You want me to walk you to your car?"

"No, I'll be fine, thanks. Have a good night."

"I will. And Bella?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks again."