I spent the next few hours at Cat's house just talking and hanging out. Then around 6 o'clock I called Beck and asked him to come pick me up. He showed up on his bike in less than 5 minutes. He helped me onto the handle bars and we were back at his house in minutes.
"Can I chill with you for a while?" I asked.
"Yeah of course," he said unlocking the door to his trailer. "Go right in, I just have to go lock my bike up in the garage."
"Okie dokie." I said walking into his room. I threw my bag onto his couch and slouched down.
"So what's up with that Robbie kid?" I asked Beck when he came into the trailer.
"You know, I'm still trying to figure that out. He has a thing for you."
"Haha, what?"
"He likes you, he couldn't stop talking about you earlier."
"Hmm, that's interesting."
"I convinced him to ask you on a date."
"You what?"
"Oh please, he's just your type."
"You're acting kind of crazy Beck."
"You know he's your type."
"And what exactly is my type Beck?"
"Dorky, weird."
"That's so not true."
"Just be glad I didn't set you up with Sinjin."
"What's a Sinjin?"
"You'll find out soon enough."