The tone at lunch was quiet, and almost awkward, though Vincent and Ava were having no qualms with ignoring it. They sat, Ava in his lap, being as cutesy as ever. Finn and his girlfriend, Bianca, seemed to be on edge through the whole half-hour lunch period. Danté picked at his food, not talking to Faythe at all; she was talking to Zavier, one of their closest friends. Normally, he and Faythe would be chatting it up; but ever since first hour U.S History, he felt awkward being around her.
"Danté, are you okay?" she asked, touching his hand. He looked up, seeing Zavier walk away with Brad, another one of their friends.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Why would you ask?"
"Well, you just looked distant and… I don't know, sad." She said, sitting down next to him. As he looked at her, the slight worry in her eyes made him extremely happy. "Do you know why Finn and Bianca are so touchy today?"
"No idea. I think it's something stupid though…" he rolled his eyes.
Faythe laughed, "Danté, you always think it's something stupid. Seriously, you're Finn's best friend, how could you not know?"
"Why don't you ask Ava? She's close to Bianca."
Faythe nodded, sighing and changing the subject again. "Man, I'm so bummed…"
"Why?" Danté asked, cocking his head to the side.
She smiled up at him, her big blue eyes sparkling, "Because the boy I like doesn't like me."
"Oh." He said feeling very dejected all of a sudden. He had been right: she did like someone else. Shaking his head, he pushed the thoughts away, and put a finger under her chin. "Well hey, don't let that get you down, maybe… maybe there's someone else out there for you, just around the corner. You never know, Faythe."
Faythe smiled ruefully, "You think so, Danté? But what if he's who I'm supposed to be with and I've missed my chance?"
"Then you'll just have to wait a while longer. If he's who you're supposed to be with, then eventually you'll be together; just don't go anywhere, he'll notice you." He paused a moment, Faythe's smile widening. "I mean, who wouldn't notice you? That sweater is obnoxious."
"Piss off." She laughed, pulling away momentarily before wrapping her tiny arms around his neck in her best bear hug. "Thanks Danté." Ava spied them, nudging Vincent, and pointing to the pair. Vincent smiled, knowing what she was talking about.
"They're so cute." She whispered, nipping at Vincent's ear.
Vincent rolled his eyes, "Okay, Cupid…" he replied, kissing her.