Cindy started at the beginning. She told
Wendy that when she and Steve entered school that day everyone assumed they were now
going out, mostly because Steve followed her to her locker, to Spanish class,
to Math class and they even had lunch together.
“We’re like…best friends now…kinda,”
Cindy said, blushing slightly. “But…I don’t know why everyone thinks we’re like…you
know…boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“Well, I’m sure that’s because Stevie
doesn’t usually hang out with girls unless he’s romantically interested in them.
That’s gotta tell you something,” Wendy replied.
“But you don’t like Stevie like
that?”
“I…uh…I like him a little,” Cindy said,
again trying for casual, but failing miserably.
Wendy hid her smile. “Well, I know he
likes you,” she said.
“You really think so?”
