"So are you still coming to my soccer game next week?" Asked Katie.
"Of course, I wouldn't want to miss seeing my girlfriend kick ass on the field."
Katie gave Drew a smile and the two exchanged a peck before she went into her classroom.
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Drew anxiously fiddled with his hands while waiting at the movie theater. Then, he saw Clare walking towards him. His face lit up as she smiled and waved at him.
"Hey!"
"Hi Drew."
"You look great."
"Thanks, you do too."
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Clare sat in the red theater seats and became enthralled in the movie. As the handsome vampire was about to lock lips with his mortal love interest, Clare felt Drew's arm wrap itself around her shoulders. For about a second, she enjoyed the moment. But her conscience got the best of her and she shrugged his arm off.
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"That movie was actually not that bad," said Drew as him and Clare walked side by side.
"Why? Did you expect it to be terrible?"
"Well come on, Clare. Sparkling vampires? Not exactly a selling point for guys like me."
"Guys like you?"
"You know, tough guys. Macho."
Clare burst out laughing, "You wish."
"Hey! I could totally take that vampire guy down."
"He's immortal, Drew."
"That doesn't mean I can't beat him up."
Clare chuckled, "If you didn't think the movie was going to be good, then why did you watch it?"
Drew paused and stared into Clare's eyes, "Because I wanted to spend time with you."
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Clare tried to avoid Drew's eyes and found her salvation.
"Hey, look, there's a sale at that clothing store! Let's go!" Clare grabbed Drew's wrist and tugged on it.
"I am not going shopping."
"What? Not macho enough for you," she teased.
Drew rolled his eyes and followed Clare into the store.
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Drew fixed his tie but couldn't do it properly. He seriously hated it when stores didn't have mirrors in the stalls of their changing rooms.
"Drew are you done yet?" Asked Clare from outside the stall.
"Yeah almost."
Drew made one more attempt at trying to fix his tie before finally deciding to give up. He unlocked the stall door and saw Clare standing in front of him in a beautiful black dress.
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Clare watched Drew and saw the same blank expression that was on his face when he gave her the textbook she left in the computer lab.
"Well?"
"Huh?" Drew asked, dumbfounded.
Clare smiled, shook her head, and looked at Drew once more, "Your tie's not fixed properly."
"Yeah there were no mirrors in the stall."
"There's a mirror over here."
Clare and Drew stood in front of a mirror as Drew attempted to fix his tie again.
"Finally!" Yelled Drew out of happiness after tying his tie.
"No, you did it all wrong," argued Clare.
"What's wrong with it?"
Clare sighed, "Here, let me do it."
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Drew's eyes were fixated on Clare as she fixed the tie on his neck.
"There we go!" Said Clare after she was finished.
Drew and Clare looked at themselves in the mirror, dressed up in the store's fancy clothes.
A middle aged woman approached them, "You two make an adorable couple."
Drew and Clare exchanged glances.
"We're not together," Clare stuttered.
"We're just friends," Drew stammered.
"It's a completely platonic relationship," said Clare as she nervously laughed.
"What she said," added Drew.
"Uh huh," a smug smile was plastered on the woman's face as she walked away from Clare and Drew. The kind of smile mothers show their children when they give them the benefit of the doubt.