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Truthfully, it wasn’t the students we worried about gossiping. We could handle them. As a matter of fact, it was the adults but because we were under the protective mask of pre-game day students we picked the dark unwanted booth way back in the corner without difficulty. She slid in and I clumsily tumbled in opposite her. We knew the menu.
Thatcher came up and took our orders. He acted quite annoyed for it being such a winning sales day. There was nothing surprising about that, he was such a grumpy old man but we loved the old crab anyway.
“What do you want?” he barked.
“The usual,” we both said in unison, tossing our menus aside.
He eyed us carefully.
“Keep your gum out from underneath my table.”
“Yes sir,” said Jules with a wink and a salute.
Thatcher turned and mumbled something under his breath.
“We’re not even chewin’ gum,” I said with a shrug.
“I know. He’s so kooky.”
We laughed but it got uncomfortably quiet and Jules pretended to stare out the window at a street she could probably navigate in her sleep. I couldn’t help but stare too, but at her. She was breathtaking. She fiddled with a long curl, twisting it in her fingers while her elbow rested on the table. She sighed and bit her bottom lip crookedly, trying to think of something else to say. The sun shone through Thatcher’s windows and it brought bits of gold out in her green eyes. She caught me glaring and I failed to play it off. I actually think I made her a little uncomfortable.
“Jules?” I asked.
She turned her stare from out the window and her eyes met mine. I felt a tiny jolt to my stomach.
“Yes Elliott?”
I loved the way she said my name. Her mouth distracted me and for a moment made me forget what I intended to ask her.
“The lightning bolt,” she guessed.
“Exactly,” was all I could rally up.
“Outside Mrs. Kitt’s class, that first day and every time after that, when I feel it, the hair stands on the back of my neck. I can even feel a tingle underneath my fingernails,” she said.
“Me too,” was all I could reply, swallowing the thrill her words gave me.
I was too afraid to say anything else. Frankly, the feeling thrilled me and scared me to death. A wide grin began to spread across her face.
“Hey,” she smirked, trying to lighten the mood, “Have you ever read Plato’s Symposium?”
I chuckled on the inside.
“What are you trying to say?” I asked. “We were once, together, a hermaphrodite?”
She laughed wildly. I could tell she was shocked and frightfully pleased that I even got the reference.
“It suddenly doesn’t sound as romantic as I meant it to sound but it would explain the lightning bolt feeling.”
“You’re ridiculous," I teased.
“I’m only kidding, but still, it can be our own private joke," she said, beaming.
o;You got just burned Gray!” I barely heard Kyle say.
“At least........not yet,” I said, smiling at her.
She smiled back and everyone started laughing, except Jesse, who just shook his head. Taylor shot up and ran toward the exit, her cronies in tow. I didn’t think she was even listening, but her quick dramatic exit was all the proof I needed. The guys barely noticed her, tired of her drama, and began talking about David’s summer of girls again.
