“Boys,” muttered Lauren irritably, sighing in frustration.
“What?” Eric snapped.
“You say you like this girl, right?”
“Yes, but what does that have to do with anything right now?”
“Look, Eric, if you really like her, don’t let her go. You just to have to be patient-”
“I’ve tried. It’s not my fault she refuses to make anything easy for me.” Lauren raised an eyebrow.
“Eric, Melody just moved here a week ago. Give her a chance. I know you’re new to a girl not throwing herself at you, but you just have to wait. Just give her some space.” Now it was Eric’s turn to raise an eyebrow.
“What does that mean?” Lauren rolled her eyes.
“It means stop hitting on her and going out of your way to annoy her.” A slow, sly smile crept across her face.
“What are you thinking?” Eric asked, knowing from the grin on Lauren’s face, she had a brilliant idea.
“If you want to get Melody like you, start slow. Just try being her friend.”
“Her friend?” Eric repeated, as if the idea was foreign to him.
“Yes. Just be nice to her and prove she can trust you. Most importantly, don’t keep hitting on her.”
“Are you sure that’ll work?” Eric asked dubiously. Lauren answered by rolling her eyes.
“Yeah, ‘cause your way is working,” she replied sardonically.
Eric was about to respond when Mrs. Bing sternly called, “Eric, you’re supposed to be on stage. Come on and get up here; we don’t have all day!” Eric idly got up from his seat, taking his time. Here goes nothing…
“Good luck,” Lauren said. Then under her breath, but still loud enough for Eric to hear, she said, “You’re gonna need it.”
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