Divya smiled and Garret couldn’t think of anything else to say. They ate quietly, asking each other how the food was and talking about school, but not much else. When Divya asked him what he planned to do in college, he wasn’t quite sure how to answer. She could see in his expression that the question was more loaded than she had meant it to be.
“Too early to know probably, right?” She said casually.
“Way too early,” Garret nodded. They finished their food and smiled at each other. Divya looked around the restaurant nervously and Garret watched her. He accidentally laughed and Divya turned to him, grinning.
“What?” She laughed also.
“I’m usually a lot more fun on dates.”
“So, I’m making you boring?” Divya asked.
“No, not at all,” Garret stammered. “Hmm… I’m usually smarter too.”
“So, I’m making you stupid,” Divya smiled.
“Something like that,” Garret said. “It’s this place. This tie,” he said, pulling it loose.
“Then why’d you bring me here?”
“I dunno, Mike got it in my head–”
“You two have an odd relationship,” Divya noted.
“He’s my best friend,” Garret chuckled. “He’s not your biggest fan,” Garret informed.
Divya leaned forward a bit in her chair, then back.
“He knows how much I like you."
Garret stared at her – Divya looked into her lap and when she looked back up, Garret was still staring. “Stop it…” she whined, blushing through her caramel skin.
