Girl With A Gun

Friends

His eyes didn't leave mine as he took his seat. "Hey ." He said more in a question than anything. I turned away from Duncan and faced the front of the class. The bell rang and Mr. Patterson our English teacher Walked in and to his desk. He started his speech about how we would be diving into this and that this year and how we will be preparing our last bit of collage paperwork and everything of that nature. I could feel Duncan lean up and whisper into the ear farthest away from Asher. "Hey Black it's okay if you don't give me a answer but i was wondering if you wanted to grab a bite to eat after school, i can take you home afterwards, It's just a friends date." His voice had a small amount of pleading to it and i weighed on my decision a moment before answering. One on hand i really liked Duncan, not sure if it was just as a friend or more. I mean he was very attractive , funny, and we already know so much about each other. On the other hand I feel like i don't need any more distractions in my life. I glanced over at Asher as i thought about "distractions" he was watching Duncan without an expression on his face. It is just a friends thing right? No need to feel guilty or distracted by a friend. I told myself. "Sure, sounds fun" I answered he leaned back into his seat and i could almost feel his smile. Which made me smile slightly too. I actually was excited about catching up with him. That is until he said "Then it's a date." My eyes glanced over to Asher who was no longer looking at me he was staring at the teacher like he was hanging on to his every last word. Which was probably a lie. His jaw clenched and unclenched which lead me to believe he had heard mine and Duncan's exchange and wasn't that happy about it. I sat there looking at the front of the class but not paying attention to anything really, no instead my mind was a swirl of questions. Why was he mad? Why do i feel guilty for saying yes to Duncan? Is it dumb for me to be even questioning these things? "Okay class" Mr. Patterson said calling us all to attention.

This year we will start out with something different and easy to get the year started. Since we only have three senior classes this year us three Professors have decided we will be putting together a play. Now this is for a number of different reasons but two reasons really trump the others, the first being us needing more funding and are kind of using this as a fund raising play. The other being that we want you all to branch out of your group[s and enjoy your senior class before it's too late. Mr. Patterson spoke with such passion about our class leaving behind something to be proud of and creating unexpected relationships to better our futures. It actually made me a little excited for this play. "So Mr. Patterson. " A girl in front raised her hand as she spoke "What play will it be.?" A smile spread across his face as he grew excited to discuss the play. "You see my dear that's what makes this all the more special, we will be doing a play written by one of our very own alumni. He graduated two years ago it's none other than Logan Kane, the son of Broadway Producer Lucas Kane." His enthusiasm was undeniable. And the crowd erupted in chitchat a lot of the girls could be heard saying things like oh my god or he's so hot, and i wonder if he's single. 'I will be passing out scripts tomorrow and you all will need to read it with in the next week so when Logan comes by for the auditions you will know the material." Mr. Patterson explained very pleased with the reaction he had gotten. While the class was still in an up roar of excitement i stole a glance over to Asher. He was looking at me as well. I gave him a small tight lipped smile not sure if he was still mad at me. He looked away but not out of angry more like his mind was preoccupied by a decisions he was weighing.

The last bell rang ending the first day of school . as i exited out into the hall all people were talking about was Logan's play. i weaved in and out of the crowd trying to get to the front of the school so i could leave, when someones hand caught mine. "Did you forget about our date?" Duncan asked as he spun me around. He had he usual boy next door smile on and was giving me a raised eyebrow. "Of course not." I called over the noise in the hall. His smile widened as he pulled me with him out the big oak doors and down the stair. I saw Adien waiting for me outside of the Lincoln. I waved at him and pulled my hand out of Duncan's. Duncan turned to me questioningly. "I have to tell my driver that i have a ride and he can go ahead home." I explained as i took off across the street towards him. "Miss Black." He greeted in his usual manner. "Adien" I smiled. "I will not be needing a ride home today, i am going out with a friend and they will see me home." I informed him. He looked over towards the waiting town car Duncan was standing outside of. "Ah yes Mr. Long." Adien acknowledged. "Well Miss if you change your mind feel free to call, and be safe." He waved me a goodbye and I thanked him. Returning back to Duncan he smiled at me. "Good to go?" Duncan asked me. I Nodded as he stepped aside so i could get into the car first he placed his hand on my lower back as i proceeded into the car and he followed. "Where to Mr. Long?" His driver inquired. Duncan looked at me for a moment, then he answered " Take us to Loco Cafe." Duncan smiled at me as the driver answered "As you wish." While proceeding forward. Loco Cafe was THE coffee shop to go to it was way bigger than any Starbucks and all of the students hangout there including myself. Duncan placed his hand on mine as we rode. I wanted to pull away but it was also nice. "Look Duncan." I started but he stopped me. "I know i said we were going out as friends and we are but i'm not really hung up on the formalities of it. I like you Meadow, A lot and i just want you to know that no matter what were still friends but i hope you'd give me a fair chance too." His face was not it's usual happy self, he was specking to me from a place deeper than his normal Duncan self. I could tell it scared him to talk about his feeling with me and that caused my heart to hurt for him. There was no doubt my feeling for him were strong i just don't know what they were strong towards. I squeezed his hand and smiled at him. "I can try" I answered. Which wasn't a lie i could try to give him a chance and there is nothing wrong with that, nothing has to happen if i don't want it to we can just hangout as friends and see where that goes.