At school the next day, Puck approached me. I didn't know him all that well, but I knew Puck's reputation. He was a player that uses girls and then leaves them after he gets what he wants.
"Hey Olivia," he said.
I rolled my eyes. "Its Olivia, Puck."
He smiled and said smoothly, "Oh, I know that."
"What do you want?"
He smiled. " A guy can't just talk to a girl without him wanting something? I'm hurt."
I smiled. "A guy can, nut I know for a fact that you don't."
He smiled. "You know me so well, Ashley."
I didn't eve bother to correct him this time. "So what do you want?"
He smiled at me. "Let's hang out tonight."
"Why?" I asked, genuinely confused.
He smiled. "You're hot."
I rolled my eyes once again. "You're going to have to work a little harder than that, Puck."
"I'll see you at seven."