Excerpt from The Dating Debate:
โSo, this whole dance thing?โ West picked up a fork, took a
bite of rice, and stared at me like he was waiting for me to
give him an easy out. Not going to happen. Mess with a smart
girl and suffer the consequences.
โYou started it,โ was the most amusing response I could come
up with.
โNo.โ He shook his head as if trying to emphasize his
response. โYou started it when you invited me in for dinner.โ
โWhy? Because I knew youโd rather eat dirt than join us for
rice? Thatโs your fault for being a suck-up and carrying my
momโs food.โ
โI was being nice,โ he shot back.
โNo good deed goes unpunished.โ I batted my eyelashes at
him. โBesides, I was going to help her before you rushed over.โ
He looked at me like I was crazy. โSo I shouldnโt have
helped your mom, but itโs okay for you to shove Cole off on
Vicky.โ
โPlease. Heโs a nice guy. Sheโll fall for him...maybe
because heโs the total opposite of you.โ
He pointed his fork at me. โWhere do you get off judging me?โ
โIโm not judging you. I meant youโre all black-leather-
jacket-brooding loner guy, and heโs Mr.-Happy-Sunshine-
everyone-is-my-friend.โ
โFine. Mr. Sunshine is out of the way now, so thereโs no
need for us to go to the dance.โ
โNice try,โ I said. โWeโre going to the dance.โ
โWhy?โ
โBecause you said we were,โ I said. โAnd lying is never
acceptable. Donโt stress about this. Iโm not proposing we
run off to Mexico and get matching his-and-her tattoos.
Weโll just go to the dance together. No big deal.โ
โRight. Nothing is ever that simple.โ