"Two tall skim macchiatos without vanilla," said the barista and before either Emily or I could get up for our drinks, someone else had them for us.
"Hello ladies," said Andrew, handing us our drinks.
"Hey Andrew!" squeaked Emily, excitedly. Andrew was the only freshman on the varsity soccer team, not to mention fairly good looking, and very suave.
"Hi, thanks" I mumbled, grabbing my drink even though I knew I was being rude. I was just a bit fed up with the male species today, and Andrew is well known for being a bit of a flirt.
"So, I was wondering if either of you girls had dates to the back to school dance," said Andrew.
"Nope!" Emily said, answering for the both of us. I hadn't even thought about the dance, what with everything going on in my life as of late, and didn't have any plans to go.
"Well, you know my buddy Todd? We were wondering if you'd like to come with us. I'd be your date, Kayla, and you'd be Todd's Emily. If you agree that is."
This was an interesting spin on things. Though we weren't exactly dating Ben would probably want to take me to the dance, right? But that would make things difficult with Jack, more difficult I should say, and that's no good. Plus, Ben hadn't technically asked me to the dance and it be rude if I were to turn down Andrew for no reason. And there was the added fact that Em would just die to go with Todd, who is better looking than Andrew, although not half as smart. He is on JV football though, and a first string at that, which isn't bad.
"We'd love to!" answered Emily, smiling at me, forcing me into submission.
"Yes, we'd love to," I agreed, not nearly as eagerly, but not too unpleasant sounding.
"Great. I'm so glad I ran into you two, Todd and I were just discussing asking you; guess this was fated."
"Fated indeed," I said, noticing Jack, but not Ben entering the Starbucks.
Please God, don't let him be here to tell me his brother is lying bleeding on my carpet or something, I thought, but instead Jack just walked over to our table and sat down, looking moody and staring down Andrew.
"Well, I've got to run. I should probably go tell Todd I've asked you and you've accepted. Text you the details, okay?" he asked, nodding by to the us and grabbing his drink as he headed out the door.
"You've accepted what?" asked Jack.
"Not that its any of your business, but we're going to the school dance with Andrew and Todd," said Emily.
"Both of you are going with both of them?" asked Jack sarcastically, taking a sip of Emily's drink, much to her annoyance.
"I'm going with Todd and Kayla is going with Andrew, thank you very much. And stop drinking my allotted 100 calories, you mooch," said Emily, who, starting this past summer, has gotten very into calorie counting.
"Sorry, sorry. Tastes like shit anyway. And truth be told, I'm glad you guys have dates, I just got through telling Ben it was fine by me if he asked you."
"You said it was fine for him to ask me?" I yelped.
"Yeah. I figured you'd realize he was an idiot and dump him anyway. Turns out it all worked out faster than I had thought," answered Jack smugly, before getting up to go.
"Gotta run," he said, mimicking Andrew's formal nod and heading off, laughing at my new found dilemma.