The next day at lunch, Ruby will not stop talking. Emma and Ruby sit down in the cafeteria with their lunch trays. Emma plays with her food. Ruby is still rambling on about the school's latest gossip.
"... I mean can you believe him...? Hello? Are you even listening to me? I swear sometimes its just in one ear and out the other with you." Ruby snaps at Emma.
"Look, I am sorry. I just have a lot on my mind," Emma says as she sets down her fork and stares at the table.
"I know. I at least thought you would have told me, your best friend about you and Hook going on a date," Ruby says. Emma's head snaps up.
"Is that what this is about? Because first off, that was not a date. I was interviewing him for newspaper. I didn't even ask for the assignment. My mom just gave it to me and said go. Secondly is he saying that was a date?" Emma asks blushing angrily.
"Ooo look at you, all hot and bothered," Ruby's eyes widen and she drops her fork onto her tray, "Oh my god you like him!" Ruby squeals.
"I do not like him! I guess you could call us friends," Emma protests. Calling her and Killian friends is a stretch, but better than Ruby thinking that they are dating.
"No, do not give me the friend bullshit. Oh this is too cute. Oh and you totally hated him like a week ago. You went on and on about how he was so cocky and how someone should deflate his ego," Ruby says with a giggle. A lunch tray plops down across from Emma.
"Deflate who's ego?" Killian asks as he sits across from Emma. It took her awhile to form a proper sentence. Why was he here?
"Uh, no one. Nobody you know anyway," Emma blushes and laughs nervously. Ruby is trying to hold in her laugh with no success. She finally bursts with laughter and Emma joins in. Killian looks beyond confused.
"Did I miss something?" Killian asks with a raised eyebrow. Ruby and Emma collect themselves. Ruby fixes her hair and Emma takes a sip of water.
"No, we are just being idiots. If that's all then Em, I'll be off." Ruby stood to leave.
"Wait, no-" but Ruby has sauntered off, leaving Killian and Emma by themselves. She awkwardly turns back to Killian.
"Is there a reason you're here?" She asks a little too harshly. Killian was undeterred by the harshness of her comment.
"I can't sit with a girl I happen to like?" He says it so emotionless, like effort was not to be wasted on defending why he had to sit next to her. Emma feels something hit her, but she couldn't quite place the feeling.
"Anyways, I wanted to tell you that I'm confirming the reservation with you. For our dinner on Saturday," Dinner, not date. "Wear something nice, love." He gets up, and walks over to his friends, not glancing back once.
Hurt, the feeling that hit her was hurt. Why do I even bother trying with people like him?! Wear something nice? Who the hell did he think he was? Nice? Does nice imply a date? Where was Ruby when you needed her?
I know these chapters re a little short, but they will get longer I promise. Please tell me what you guys think.