“Is – is
Drew here?” he asked.
I nodded and let him walk by me. I gestured towards
the door he should use, and he shouldered by me.
“Drew,” he said, smiling.
“Bryan!” she cried.
I walked into the room with my hands in my pockets
and watched Bryan kiss Drew. She let go after a
moment, smiled at him, and then remembered me.
“Oh, Bryan, this is Colton!” she said,
pointing at me. “He’s my best
friend!” She smiled.
Bryan didn’t.
“Hi, Colton,” said Bryan, holding out his
hand to me. “I’m Bryan. Bryan
Manning.”
I looked at his hand, raising an eyebrow.
“You’re, uh ... You’re supposed to
shake it,” he said.
“Oh, my bad,” I said, and reluctantly
shook Bryan’s hand. “I, uh, gotta go,
Drew,” I said.
“Bye, Colton,” she said.
I left before they started a “Whose
cuter?” fight. Wouldn’t wanna interrupt
that…
---
“Hey, Rory,” I said when she
answered her door.
“Colton!” she cried, throwing her arms
around my neck. “I missed you so
much!”
“We saw each other like a day ago,” I
chuckled.
“A day longer than I’d like to have away
from you,” she giggled.
“That’s sweet,” I said,
smiling.
She looked at me for a long time, before saying,
“Wanna come inside?”
“Sure!” I said.
Damn, her place was nice! It was huge, and it had
really nice furniture. I swear, this would be an
awesomeplace to play hide-and-seek. When I
told her that, she giggled. She had a cute laugh. I
liked it. I told her that, too.
---
“I wanna meet your friends, Colton.”
I turned towards Rory. We were sitting on the couch,
watching TV, and she had just broken a long silence.
“My … friends?”
“Just the close ones,” she said, smiling,
“I know you probably have a couple
hundred.”
I shook my head.
“Why can’t I meet them?”
“You can meet them,” I said quietly.
“I get to meet your friends!” she
squealed.
“Friend,” I said quietly.
There was a long silence, before she quietly said,
“Oh.”