Kyle fixed a hard stare on me. “I’m sure we could still sue.”
Maya shook her head and rolled her eyes. “Whatev. You trying out for ‘Law & Order: Special High School Unit’? Cut the act.” She stood up, lifting her tray with the regal air of a queen. “Gentlemen, it’s been real, but my girls and I gotta finish eating and get practicing.”
She marched away, and we followed her to a nearby table. I kept sneaking looks back at Craig and his friends, though.
“Why did we leave?” I asked. “They seemed really fun.”
“Tim’s pretty cool. Kyle has his moments,” Analisa admitted. “But Craig is a total jerk.”
I looked over my shoulder at the guys we’d just left sitting a few tables away. Craig definitely looked like the leader of the pack. “He seems pretty nice.”
Actually, he seemed really hot, but I wasn’t going to admit that to the girls just yet. Not when I barely even knew them. I’d start with nice. Nice was neutral. Nice was safe.
I could deal with nice.
“Girl, everyone in school thinks that, and it goes straight to his head,” Maya told me, a conspiratorial tone coloring her words. “Really arrogant. I don’t fall for that shit.”
“Yeah, don’t get any ideas. Everyone wants to date him,” Analisa said. “Anyway, I think he’s still with Hadley Taylor.”
“Who’s Hadley Taylor?”
Maya gestured over her shoulder. “You just met her.”
Great.
“He probably only likes her because she’s totally rich. One of the upper class girls’ dorms is named after her dad,” Maya continued. “Plus, she’s a junior and danced Sugar Plum her sophomore year.”
Shoot. Hadley Taylor was serious competition. Nobody ever gets the role of the Sugar Plum Fairy that young. I was way out of my league. Better write Craig off.
I knew I wouldn’t meet the guy of my dreams tonight.
“What grade are they in?” I asked, motioning towards the table of guys.
“Seniors,” Maya and Analisa answered at the same time.
“Craig has an audition for the Yale Drama Program in two weeks, but it’s just a formality,” Analisa said. “Everyone knows he’s going there.”
“And if not there, then either UCLA or Northwestern.” Maya shrugged. “He’s a cocky jerk, but damn, the boy can act.”
I looked back at the other table. “So how do we try out?”