Reasons I Fell for the Funny Fat Friend

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just freaked out that girl?”
    “‘Cause it’s fun! Also, she was reading the Soap Digest. Thought I’d give her another ‘big drama over nothing’ story.”
    She buckles and gestures for me to get in the car.
    “You know,” I say as I start the engine, “you sure can act. If I wasn’t in on it, I would’ve thought you were really pissed.”
    She shrugs and presses on the radio, sticking her feet on the dash. “I didn’t make up all of it.”
    “Don’t tell me that’s actually happened before.”
    “Ha! No. I was just saying that it really is my birthday next week. Eighteen, baby!”
    “Cool. You doin’ anything?”
    She shakes her head, still smilin’. “Nah. Birthdays and I don’t have the best track record. But still, I’ll be an adult! I’m so ready to graduate and move out.”
    Ditto on that one. If I get to graduate, I’m so outta here.
    The rest of the drive doesn’t take long, and Hayles yaps my ear off about the colleges she wants to go to, whether she’ll live in the dorms or rent an apartment, and what kind of jobs she’ll apply for. She sounds real excited about it all, makin’ me excited for her, but all this talk makes me wonder if I should get attached so close to the end of the year.
    “Okay,” she says as we step on Tanner’s porch, “you sure he’s cool with me being here? I mean, this is a dude’s thing, right?”
    “Dani’s here too. So, no, it’s not just a ‘dude’ thing.”
    Her hand clasps my wrist , and she tugs me back so I’m inches from her face.
    Stomach twists, mouth pools, palms sweat.
    Ah hell.
    “They don’t think… like, this isn’t a date , is it?”
    Guess the idea of being on a date with me scares the crap out of her.
    “Nah, of course not.” I gulp. “Just friends hangin’ out.”
    She drops my arm and takes a step back, her cheeks flaming .
    “Oh good.” She sighs. “Then there’s no pr essure for me to be all flirty and stuff . ‘Cause I really don’t know how to do that .”
    Well, whatever she has been doin’, it’s working on me.
    I chuckle and walk in without knocking. Hayles gives me a hesitant look, but follows.
    “Doritos?” Tanner pipes up from the couch, not even lookin’ at me or Hayley.
    I chuck the bag right at the back of his head. It smacks him and he leaps off the couch, fists raised, but stops when he sees Hayley standing next to me.
    “Okay dude, you got lucky. I’m not going to beat you up in front of your girl.”
    “Oh, I’m not his girl. He only wishes.” She nudges my arm.
    If she only knew how right she is .
    Tanner chuckles. “I like you already. It’s Hayley, right?”
    She nods.
    “Sweet. You can have a seat over there. Dani’ll be here—”
    “Right now.” Tanner’s girl skips in, holding a two liter bottle of Cherry Pepsi and smacks a kiss on his lips before turning to face us.
    I don’t know how people are comfortable with PDA. Ugh.
    “Uh, Dani, this is Hayley.” I’m so awkward with this. It does feel like a double date now that I think about it. And I know Hayles doesn’t want an ythin’ to do with that. How do I make this less awkward?
    “Sup?” Gan g ster Hayles has arrived, and she gives Dani a fist bump.
    “Yeah, I like you already too. Why don’t we hang out in school?” Dani asks as she drags Hayley to the couch. Tanner goes into the kitchen with the soda and chips , and I take a seat on the floor in front of the girls.
    “Probably because I’m a major dork.” Hayley laughs.
    “Whatever,” Dani says. “Dorks are the best kind of people.”
    “Okay suckas! Get ready to be wiped out!” Tann er comes in with a bowl of half- crushed chips, cups, and the soda. He plops them on the coffee table then leaps over to grab all the controllers. I throw Hayley a smile as I lean back to look at her.
    “You ever play Ghost Recon?”
    She beams at me. “You are so. Going. Down.”
     
    S exiness should be based on a scale. And there are certain things that make the points

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