Double Date by R.L. Stine Page B

waitress had just set a pie down on their table, and Bobby was reaching for a slice.
    Samantha liked peppers, mushrooms, onions, and pepperoni on her pizza. Bobby liked his plain. So they had ordered the pizza half and half.
    She’s even weird about pizza, Bobby thought, studying her as she picked the mushroom pieces off her slice and popped them into her mouth.
    â€œBree said you took her to a party at Suki Thomas’s,” Samantha said, dabbing the top of her pizza slice with a napkin to soak up the excess oil.
    â€œYeah,” Bobby mumbled, lowering his eyes. “Suki’s parents were out of town, so she had a party.”
    â€œYou didn’t have a serious talk with Bree?” Samantha demanded. “You didn’t tell her you weren’t going to see her anymore?” She took a large bite of pizza. “Ow! Hot!”
    â€œI always burn my mouth on the first bite,” Bobby said, eager to change the subject. “Always. No matter how long I wait for it to cool, the first bite—”
    â€œCan I drive home?” she interrupted and lowered her slice.
    â€œNo way!” Bobby cried.
    They both laughed. She gazed at him coyly and grabbed his hand on the table. “Don’t I make your life exciting?”
    â€œYeah. Too exciting!” he replied, rolling his eyes.
    â€œMore than Bree, right?” she demanded, her eyes locked on his. “More than Bree?”
    â€œYour sister is—quieter,” Bobby replied uneasily.
    â€œYou don’t know anything about her,” Samantha snapped, startling him. She raised the pizza to her mouth and bit off a large section.
    They talked about school for a while. Bobby talked about his monkeys, Wayne and Garth. She said she wanted to show him
her
science project. “How about after chorus practice on Monday?”
    He shook his head. “I’ve got band practice. We’re playing in front of the whole school next week.”
    He told her he was thinking of dumping Arnie and Paul and finding new band members. “They just can’t keep up with me,” he explained.
    â€œBut Arnie is your best friend,” Samantha protested.
    â€œThat’s show biz!” Bobby replied.
    They both laughed.
    Samantha is totally crazy, but she has a great sense of humor, Bobby decided. Bree is so serious all the time, he realized.
    How can twins be so totally different?
    They left the restaurant without finishing their pizza. Samantha could never sit still for more than a few minutes.
    Bobby asked if she wanted to see a movie. But she chose to cruise the mall. She took his hand. “I like walking with you,” she whispered in his ear. “I just like being with you.”
    Her soft breath made the back of Bobby’s neck tingle. He put his arm around her shoulders, and they began to walk slowly, window-shopping.
    Samantha stopped at the entrance to a department store. “Let’s go in for just a moment,” she said, tugging his hand.
    When she started eyeing the earrings in the jewelry department, Bobby felt his stomach tighten. “I don’t like your smile right now,” he told her.
    Her green eyes flashed. Her smile grew wider.
    â€œYou’re not going to shoplift again—are you?” Bobby demanded warily.
    Samantha shook her head. “No, I’m not,” she said. “
You
are!”
    â€œWhoa! No way!” Bobby threw up his hands like a shield and started to back away.
    â€œCome back here,” Samantha ordered. “You daredme to drive here without stopping, right? So now it’s your turn. Come
here,
Bobby!”
    â€œI’m not doing it, Sam. No way,” Bobby insisted. But he stepped up to the glass display case.
    â€œSee that silver charm bracelet?” She pointed to it, tapping her pink fingernail on the glass. “I need it.”
    â€œNo way. Unh-unh.” Bobby shook his head. He grabbed her hand. “Let’s go.”
    She pulled