I shoved the paper into my purse for later study and waited by the door for Derek.
"Hey!", a familiar voice reached my ear, I gulped.
"Hi there… Sam." I turned away to see if Derek was coming.
"What's up?" He asked giggling.
"Oh nothing really. How about you?" I was frantically looking for Derek.
"Same. Have you thought about me lately?" He asked grinning broadly.
"No." I answered flatly.
"Oh is there someone else?" He looked down and played with the string on his sweater.
"As a matter of fact there is." I looked over Sam's shoulder and saw Derek standing there. I looked at him and he knew what to do.
"Hey Sam!" Derek ran over and slapped Sam on the back.
"Umm… I'll go get the car." I whispered.
"Okay, I'll come to. Great talking to you Sam." Derek put one arm on my back and the other he used to echo his good-bye to Sam with.
"Thanks." I said starting the engine and not anticipating on looking at him.
"Oh no problem." He said looking out the window.
"Umm… I have to talk to you Derek..." I said slowly with my hands tense on the wheel.
"Shoot." He said waving his hand.
"Okay so… I think… that I…" I couldn't continue, I had to make an excuse though.
"You think what?" He asked looking at me now his dark eyes piercing me.
"I think we should get ice cream too." I muttered.
"Oh ok." He looked disappointed but I couldn't tell him, at least not now.