Penelopes POV
As Zane walked away from the buffet line I nudged Peter with my elbow. "Ow what?" He asked rubbing his ribs. "Knock it off!" I said quietly. "I don't like the way he's looking at you" He said. I rolled my eyes and scooped some of the potato salad onto my plate. We made our way over to a table and started to sit down. "Oh Penelope sit with us!" Tiffany called out. I looked to Peter who looked like he was seriously trying to hold in an eye roll of his own as we made our way to the head table. There were three seats open, one next to Zane, the one next to me, and one a few chairs down. "Here you go" Tiffany said pulling out the seat next to Zane. I blushed and set my plate down and took my seat as she pushed the chair in. My heart was beating so hard I was sure they could hear
