"Derek no,"
"Come on P, you're my best friend. If I have to endure a High School reunion, I may as well have fun, and that will only happen if you come with me." He whined,
"Derek, I refuse to go to mine. Why would I willingly throw myself in your High School reunion?"
"Because you love me." He answered pouting as he placed his head on her shoulder batting his eyelashes unashamedly at her.
"Not right now I don't." Penelope retorted rising to her feet letting him fall on her couch,
"P!!!"
"Derek no!"
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to be looked up and down by every girl you made out with in high school as they critically wonder how you have managed to hook up with some geeky girl."
"Firstly, don't talk about my best friend like that because I will take you down. Secondly, so what if they do. At the end of the day I'm going with the best looking girl there with a whole lot more than her looks to offer. My best friend is not only incredibly hot, but she's the smartest person I know, and when she's not being a high maintenance kind of girl, she's incredibly fun to be with, and quite funny too." Penelope rolled her eyes and sat back down on the couch beside him
"Does it really mean that much to you that I go with you?" she asked,
"Yes, it does. Please P. I'll go to yours if you go to mine." Penelope sighed,
"Fine, fine. I'll go!" she muttered begrudgingly. Derek's face lit up as he threw his arms around her pulling her into a tight embrace.
"You're the best P,"
"And don't you forget it Morgan."