“Well obviously, he doesn’t want anyone like her,” Angela said.
“Thanks,” I muttered sarcastically.
“June, I didn’t mean it like that!” Angela flushed. “You know, I just meant…he likes you. He wants to get to know you.” She batted her eyelashes at me. “He’s falling in love!”
“Oh, my god, stop,” I said, getting up from the table and wiping my hands on a dish towel. “I can’t think about that right now. He’s probably just bored and wants to be friends, you know?”
Angela giggled. “I guess you’ll find out,” she said.
I yawned. When I glanced down at the time display on my phone, I yelped in surprise.
“I need to get a move on,” I said quickly, grabbing my coat. “I’m going to be late.”
Angela waved and I opened the door and darted down the hall.
By the time I got to school, I was so distracted that I knew I wouldn’t be able to focus, no matter what. I ran into the break room and stuck my lunch in the fridge, praying that I wouldn’t be late to class. The kids were already here, and I hoped that Ruth was taking charge of the class.
Just as I was about to go to my classroom, Andy stepped into the break room. He grinned when he saw me.
“Hey, June,” Andy said. “Nice morning, isn’t it?”
“Yeah,” I said quickly. I wiped my forehead with the back of my hand. “I’ve gotta go, I’m gonna be late.”
“Hey, wait a sec.” Andy grabbed my shoulder. “June, look, I really want to talk to you.” He glanced into my eyes and I flushed hotly.
“I’m really sorry,” I said quickly. “But I’ve got to run to class.”
“I didn’t mean here,” Andy said. He smiled, like it was a joke.
I forced a smile right back.
“How about we go out to dinner this Friday?”
“Oh, god, Andy, I’m sorry – I can’t. I actually have plans that night.”
Andy’s eyes flashed. “Oh yeah? With another guy?” I could tell he was struggling to keep his voice neutral and calm.
I blushed. “Uh, no, I’m just going out with my roommate, Angela,” I lied.
“Oh?” Andy raised an eyebrow. “Where are you going?”
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Why are you giving me the third degree, I thought in exasperation. Just let me go!
“I don’t know yet,” I said. “Look, I’ve really got to run. Bye, Andy!”
Andy narrowed his eyes. “I don’t know how you can be like this, June.”
“What?” I frowned. “What are you talking about?”
“I don’t like being toyed with,” Andy continued. “And I hate how you’re trying to play me. Hot and cold, which is it?”
Thankfully the bell rang just as I was about to open my mouth.
“I can’t talk,” I said quickly. “Bye, Andy!”
Andy stood there, glowering at me as I ran off towards my classroom.