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"Psssst. Haley. Haley?" Joanne nudged Haley with her elbow, trying to get her attention.
They were sitting in a booth, one of those corner ones, shaped almost like a triangle.
When they had arrived, Haley had insisted that she sit in one of those, instead of the square ones. Thinking nothing of it, the two guys had asked the waiter to change their seats.
Haley had nearly run over to the table, pushing Joanne into the seat before her, so she didn't have to sit next to John Decoroff, her date. When her date politely asked her to scoot over, Haley had refused, giving an excuse about going to the bathroom a lot during the meal.
John, clueless still, had accepted the excuse, shooting a charming smile her way.
Haley, though, was too busy thinking of ways to escape, while Joanne was casting her worrying glances, almost regretting bringing Haley along.
Joanne's date, Quentin, noticed Haley's uncomfortable-ness, he joked around, trying to break the ice, but failing miserably, stopped, concentrating only on Joanne.
Meanwhile, Haley stood up abruptly, after 10 minutes of contemplating on what to do, and announced that she was heading towards the restroom.
Joanne watching worriedly, jumped up, giving an excuse about girls needing friends to go to the bathroom.
Catching up with Haley, Joanne wiped her blonde hair out of her eyes. "Haley, hun. What's wrong? Is he that bad? We can go home now if you want."
Not wanting to keep Joanne from her fun, she denied it, "Oh no. I'm just feeling a little queasy. It'll pass."
Glad, Joanne bubbled, "Good. We're going to a club afterwards, so you can ditch your date there if you get tired of him."
Not in the least shocked, Haley replied, "Joanne. Stop reminding me that I'm here on a date."
"Oh, right right. If you want, we can head to the club now."
"Oh, it's okay. I'm sure I can last for 30 more minutes. After that though, we're leaving."
Making a mental note to herself, Joanne nodded, wrapping her arm around Haley's waist. They turned around and headed back towards the awaiting guys.
30 minutes later, a bored Haley stood up, while her date went on and on about his major.
Joanne interrupted, feeling bad for the guy, "Um, guys, looks like we're going to have to leave. How about we call you later?"
Shaking her head at the guys' nativity, Haley smiled to herself. She knew that Joanne would NEVER again call that guy, nor would she herself call John.
While Joanne gave the two guys an excuse, Haley made her way towards the payphones and called a taxi.
Pulling Joanne with her, Haley smiled fakely at the guys, and made their way out the door, leaving the guys to pay the bill.
Shivering in the cold, Joanne asked, "You sure that the cab's coming?"
Impatient and cold herself, she replied through gritted teeth, "Yes! He said he was coming in 10 minutes." Spotting the bright yellow cab, she exclaimed, "And there it is now!"
Practically jumping into the car, they both tried to warm themselves, and Joanne gave the directions. [i]It was a long way from Harvard[/i], Haley thought gazing around.
Reaching their destination, they hastily paid the driver and made their way towards the entrance. They could hear the loud music from where they were standing. Impatient to get into a warm place, they snapped open their wallets and showed the bouncer their licenses, who showed them in.
Joanne, jabbing her friend in the arm, led her off towards the bar.
"Ow, Joanne. What was that for?" she asked, rubbing her arm.
"Did you notice the way that he was staring at your ass?"
"No."
"You are so not fun," Joanne huffed. "Let's go dance."
Protesting wildly, but failing miserably, Haley was led to the dance floor. Joanne started busting her moves on an unsuspecting guy, who was obviously enjoying her. Winking at Haley, Joanne turned back towards the guy.
Smiling at her friend's boldness, Haley started relaxing with the music busting loudly.
She was really into it, when she bumped into someone behind her. Turning around in order to apologize, she immediately stopped dancing, as she stared shocked at the guy/man in front of her.
The guy, equally as shocked, stared back.
Haley, breaking out of the trance first, asked, "Nathan?!" staring at him oogle eyed. "What are you doing here?!"
~~ Was it what you were expecting? xP hope not! Haha. Please review, at least tell me what you think! Thanks! -marg!
THANKS FOR READING! Please keep the reviews coming! ^_^ -marg! ~~~~~~~
"Psssst. Haley. Haley?" Joanne nudged Haley with her elbow, trying to get her attention.
They were sitting in a booth, one of those corner ones, shaped almost like a triangle.
When they had arrived, Haley had insisted that she sit in one of those, instead of the square ones. Thinking nothing of it, the two guys had asked the waiter to change their seats.
Haley had nearly run over to the table, pushing Joanne into the seat before her, so she didn't have to sit next to John Decoroff, her date. When her date politely asked her to scoot over, Haley had refused, giving an excuse about going to the bathroom a lot during the meal.
John, clueless still, had accepted the excuse, shooting a charming smile her way.
Haley, though, was too busy thinking of ways to escape, while Joanne was casting her worrying glances, almost regretting bringing Haley along.
Joanne's date, Quentin, noticed Haley's uncomfortable-ness, he joked around, trying to break the ice, but failing miserably, stopped, concentrating only on Joanne.
Meanwhile, Haley stood up abruptly, after 10 minutes of contemplating on what to do, and announced that she was heading towards the restroom.
Joanne watching worriedly, jumped up, giving an excuse about girls needing friends to go to the bathroom.
Catching up with Haley, Joanne wiped her blonde hair out of her eyes. "Haley, hun. What's wrong? Is he that bad? We can go home now if you want."
Not wanting to keep Joanne from her fun, she denied it, "Oh no. I'm just feeling a little queasy. It'll pass."
Glad, Joanne bubbled, "Good. We're going to a club afterwards, so you can ditch your date there if you get tired of him."
Not in the least shocked, Haley replied, "Joanne. Stop reminding me that I'm here on a date."
"Oh, right right. If you want, we can head to the club now."
"Oh, it's okay. I'm sure I can last for 30 more minutes. After that though, we're leaving."
Making a mental note to herself, Joanne nodded, wrapping her arm around Haley's waist. They turned around and headed back towards the awaiting guys.
30 minutes later, a bored Haley stood up, while her date went on and on about his major.
Joanne interrupted, feeling bad for the guy, "Um, guys, looks like we're going to have to leave. How about we call you later?"
Shaking her head at the guys' nativity, Haley smiled to herself. She knew that Joanne would NEVER again call that guy, nor would she herself call John.
While Joanne gave the two guys an excuse, Haley made her way towards the payphones and called a taxi.
Pulling Joanne with her, Haley smiled fakely at the guys, and made their way out the door, leaving the guys to pay the bill.
Shivering in the cold, Joanne asked, "You sure that the cab's coming?"
Impatient and cold herself, she replied through gritted teeth, "Yes! He said he was coming in 10 minutes." Spotting the bright yellow cab, she exclaimed, "And there it is now!"
Practically jumping into the car, they both tried to warm themselves, and Joanne gave the directions. [i]It was a long way from Harvard[/i], Haley thought gazing around.
Reaching their destination, they hastily paid the driver and made their way towards the entrance. They could hear the loud music from where they were standing. Impatient to get into a warm place, they snapped open their wallets and showed the bouncer their licenses, who showed them in.
Joanne, jabbing her friend in the arm, led her off towards the bar.
"Ow, Joanne. What was that for?" she asked, rubbing her arm.
"Did you notice the way that he was staring at your ass?"
"No."
"You are so not fun," Joanne huffed. "Let's go dance."
Protesting wildly, but failing miserably, Haley was led to the dance floor. Joanne started busting her moves on an unsuspecting guy, who was obviously enjoying her. Winking at Haley, Joanne turned back towards the guy.
Smiling at her friend's boldness, Haley started relaxing with the music busting loudly.
She was really into it, when she bumped into someone behind her. Turning around in order to apologize, she immediately stopped dancing, as she stared shocked at the guy/man in front of her.
The guy, equally as shocked, stared back.
Haley, breaking out of the trance first, asked, "Nathan?!" staring at him oogle eyed. "What are you doing here?!"
~~ Was it what you were expecting? xP hope not! Haha. Please review, at least tell me what you think! Thanks! -marg!