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They got their food and found a table to sit at.

"Alright, I guess I might as well introduce myself. My name is Nate," he pointed at Anna, "I know yours is Anna... " then he looked at the other girls.

"This is Amy and that's Danielle," Anna said introducing them. They exchanged pleasantries.

"Anna hasn't yet told me what you're doing here, but I guess you are in high school." They verified it. "Which one?"

"Lakeside," Danielle replied.

He nodded his head knowingly, "Oh, rich kids?"

"Do you have a problem with that?" Anna challenged.

"Not at all, I attended Mayfield up through 10th grade."

"Really? That's cool. We probably saw you at a social or something, many years ago."

"No, I don't think so."

"Why?"

"Because I wouldn't forget such pretty faces."

Amy looked at Anna in horror. "Alright, Nate, I can understand the sentiment, but trust me, cheesy compliments doesn't make us like you any more. If anything, it's the reverse."

"Yeah, you might want to relax a little on that," Amy agreed.

"Alright, I was just being honest. Anyway, now you have to tell me why you're here." They did. "That's interesting." He looked at his watch. "I have nothing to do till about 4 pm. I can show you around."

The girls silently consulted on another and agreed to it.

Anna looked at her watch. "Well, it's 12:47 now, so we'll have to wait for another forty-five minutes before we can go on the official tour."

"Yeah, and this might be more fun. I don't see how a tour of all the classrooms is going to help matters," Danielle contributed.

"You're not like a rapist, right?" Amy asked semi-seriously.

"Is there anyone that would answer 'yes' to this? Even a true rapist?"

Anna patted his arm. "Dude, this is not the time to be a smart-ass. Just say 'no' so that we can leave already."



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After the tour, they went for ice cream before Nate left for his 4pm appointment.

"Talk about having all the luck," Danielle said as they watched him leave.

"Meaning?"

"Meaning, that cute guys like that don't come up to me and start flirting shamelessly."

"I thought you said it was by choice," Amy reminded her.

"Shut up," she said through her laughter. "It is by choice that I do not date the ugly guys like Troy Harmon that ask me out."

Anna burst out laughing. "Troy Harmon asked you out?"

"Can you imagine? Do I seem that desperate?"

"Apparently so," Amy declared.

"Oh, statutory rapist, shut up!"

" Ladies, can we talk about more important stuff?" Anna interjected.

"Like?"

"Like do you really think he's cute?" Anna asked them.

"Duh!"

"Hello?"

"For real Amy, if she can't tell that he's cute, she should get some contacts," Danielle stated. "Didn't you just hear what I said?"

"I heard and I know he's cute. But I just wanted to hear what you thought."

"Well, I think he's cute and he's so totally into you," Amy said gleefully.

"For real. Did you see the way he was looking at her? He didn't give us a tour. He gave Anna the tour while we followed them around like zombie puppies. I can bet you my last dollar that he was hoping we'd just evaporate and disappear."

"You think so?" Anna asked insecurely.

Danielle and Amy rolled their eyes.

"So, what's the plan again?" Amy asked.

"Well, we have one speech we have to attend - a thank you/wrap up speech in about twenty-five minutes and ordinarily, I would have said we should ditch, but since we are waiting for Nate..."

"We are waiting for Nate?" Danielle asked.

"Yes. Didn't you hear him? He said that he'd like to hook up when we're done."

"Oh, you forget that he was only talking to you. Amy and I, barely heard anything he said. We should have gone with the scheduled group 'cos frankly speaking, I do not see how this has helped me with my choice of college."

"Stop whining. You didn't complain when he paid for your ice cream."

"Oh, Anna, you are right. He spent $2.45 on me, I shall love him forever," she mocked.

"I agree. I do not see why we should be here, he clearly only wants to see Anna."

"Since I am your ride, you might want to sit your butts down and stop bitching," Anna said mock-sternly.

"Whatever, let's just find the hall for our meeting. Since your boyfriend's tour didn't help us one bit, I am sure it's going to take us about twenty minutes to find it," Amy concluded.

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They spent the rest of the evening with Nate. He told them about a campus party that was going on that night and asked them to join him.

"Don't you have any friends?" Danielle asked.

"Why?"

"Because I am sick of being in your harem. We need more guys."

"Well, there'll be guys at the party."

"I don't think I am up for it." Amy said.

"Yeah, me neither," Anna joined.

"Why not?"

"Because we've been up since 7:30am and I need to get some sleep."

"Well, college is partly about blowing off sleep to party," Nate said, trying to convince them.

"Which is one reason I am glad to have another year of high school," Anna replied. "It was nice meeting you," Anna said, stretching out her hand.

"Anna, I can't even get a hug? We spent the whole day together," he said, sounding hurt.

"Not that I asked you to, but o.k.," she said, then hugged him. The other girls followed suit.

"You are going to have to give me your number," he said to Anna.

"Why?"

"So, that I can call you."

"Why would you want to do that?"

"Anna, come on, we had a good time together. We have to do this another time."

"You want to hang out with the three of us at another time?"

Nate laughed, "Sure, why not?"

"Yeah right," Danielle said, under her breath.

"Besides," Nate continued, "that's what we'll figure out when I call you."

Anna matched his smile. "Alright, just give me your number- I'll call you."

"No... I know how girls can be. If I give you my number, I'll never hear from you...

"Enough!" Amy screamed. "There you go," she said putting a piece of paper in his hand. Nate looked at it and saw it had two numbers on it. "That's her cell phone and home phone numbers there, make sure you use them," she finished, looking satisfied.

"Amy!" Anna said accusingly.

"Oh, shut it," Danielle said, rolling her eyes. "Let's just leave, o.k?"