I was hoping Harper wouldn’t try to set something up afterward and have everyone hang out because I just wanted to go home and sit.
The day wasn’t a complete waste of time. I relaxed a lot and I even got to text Archer a little bit. We didn’t talk about anything of real importance. But it was still nice to hear my phone vibrate and see “Text from Archer” on the screen. Maybe I still had a shot.
I figured out that for at least part of the conversation they were talking about the spring dance.
I had no idea why.
“We should have an all-girl’s table,” Archer suggested. So he, Colin, and Eric got up and were replaced by Cathryn, Libbie, and Ella, a saxophone player from the second jazz band.
Everyone spun the bottle twice so I think everyone “kissed” almost everyone else. Then the boys took our spots so they could have a boy table. It was Archer, Colin, Eric, Claiborne, Greg, from the top jazz band, and three guys from the second jazz band, Max, Lucas, and Sam. Those were really funny because half of them were really into it and half looked afraid and like they didn’t want to be there.
I tried to pass it off as blasé, I didn’t care that his arm was around me, but I’m not sure if I was successful. I was so happy. I mean, his arm was around Raleigh too but whatever.
I felt pleased.
Archer, Claiborne and I finished before most everyone else did so we decided to leave.
“I have a kill list you know.”
Uh, what?
“What do you mean a kill list?” Archer asked him. He and I exchanged looks.
“Oh you know, people that I’d like to kill if I had the chance.”
Alright that’s a little messed up.