Chapter Ten
I had hoped that that was the end of Romeo and my's secret "romance", but it was really just the beginning. My days and nights were now spent dodging Tybalt's suspicious glances and questions. Often he'd ask why I wasn't with Romeo, and I'd have to come up with some stupid excuse like "they went bowling" or something. I didn't dare tell Tybalt that Romeo and I had broken up, because that would only solidify Tybalt's idea that all Montagues were cowards, liars, and losers.
I was stuck in an imaginary relationship, but it was better than being in a real one.
It didn't stay imaginary for long.
I didn't expect Romeo to show up, seemingly out of nowhere, sitting behind my laptop in the library.
As soon as I saw them, I jumped.
"Hi," they said casually.
"Hi." Well, at least it wasn't 'Hey' again. "What's up?"
Romeo closed my laptop for me, which was a quite rude but also very polite gesture. "We should go on a date. Not, like, a date date, but a date. You need to teach me how to be romantic. Pizza at Escalus Bridge. Tonight at 8. Can you make it?"
"What?" Did they realize they were asking someone who didn't feel romantic attraction to teach them about romance?
If there was a facial expression that personified '?!' I was making it. I didn't really want to go, but I also didn't want to be rude, so I was trapped in the fine line between 'piss off' and 'have a nice day'. Hope burned bright in Romeo's eyes, so I really couldn't be rude. "Okay."
"Cool. See ya." Romeo opened my laptop again before strutting off without another word.
I nodded to myself as I just sat there in stupid, stunned silence.
A date? Not a date date - god, the use of the term 'date date' reminded me of something painfully pre-pubescent - but seriously, if not a date date, then what? Were we hanging out? Just chilling? I didn't even know.