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Dinner. ((For Real This Time!))

I sat there feeling stupid nursing my now watered-down Coke until Kyle walked through the door.

“Hey!” I said, to loud and way to overly excitedly.

Kyle smiled when he saw me and headed straight for my table. “Sorry about the mix up.”

“No problem. It was totally my fault.” I answered, a stupid grin on my face that I couldn’t get to go away. “Please don’t hate me!”

“I could never!” Kyle answered quickly. Then, realizing what he had just said, blushed a feirce red.

I giggled stupidly, covering my mouth with my hand as embarassment washed though me as well. “I’m gald. I don’t think I could stand you hating me.”

Kyle smiled at that shyly. “So have you eaten?”

“Actually. No I haven’t. You?” I answered, grateful for the change in subject.

“Uhm. yeah. I’ll eat more if your hungry though! But yeah.. I couldn’t stand it at about 7:05 ish..” Kyle answered, blushing again.

He’s so cute when he’s embarassed. I immediatly shook that thought away though. I have Ryan! I scolded myself. “Cool.”

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