Seventeen-year-old Django entered the coffee shop and placed his order.
Once it was ready, he took it out to the patio to sit back and enjoy the summer sun.
It wasn't long before a small group of girls made their way down the sidewalk and entered the coffee shop.
He kept his eye on the group, he always thought that Gretchen was out of his league. Though he had to admit that since she switched to contacts, her eyes were really pretty. Ginger had never spoken to him, but he knew that she was head-over-heels for Baljeet. In his mind, it was a toss up to who was more infatuated; Isabella for Phineas or Ginger for Baljeet.
The girls placed their orders and continued chatting between themselves. Adyson broke away from the other two and boldly walked over to the table where Django was sitting. "Mind if I sit?" She inquired as she toed an empty chair out enough to sit. He shook his head, "Have a seat." he indicated.
Adyson looked between her drink and Django. "So," she started, "any plans for summer?" Django shook his head, "Nothing much." Adyson smirked, "Still doing the art thing?" Django nodded, "Yeah, I guess I also want to hit the beach and you know…" He trailed off.
Adyson nodded knowingly, "Yeah, I know. I'm looking forward to the beach as well. How about we go together?" Django chuckled, "You think you could keep up with me?" He joked, Adyson started to rub her foot against his under the table, "I could keep up with you any day." She replied as her eyelids closed half-way.
Django slowly sat back in his chair as he cautiously asked his next question, "Are you asking me out?"