Uncomfortable, Undone University Series, Book 1

Chapter 4

Krystal

"I have a huge problem." Miranda bursts into my room without knocking, passes me where I sit at my desk, and hops onto my bed. Throws herself onto my bed, really.

Abby looks up from her laptop and waves, but she doesn't remove her headphones and immediately goes back to whatever she's working on. I push my chair away from my desk and sit back, crossing my arms over my chest, waiting. "With?"

"So... you remember that guy my friend wanted me to meet?"

I nod.

"Weeelll." Miranda draws out the word and clasps her hand in front of her. "He's like panty-melting gorgeous."

I roll my eyes at her. "Not seeing the problem, Mir."

She sighs, as if I'm being intentionally dense. "He wants me to go out with him," she says slowly, as if explaining to a child.

"And...?" I use her same tone back on her.

"And, I'm in love with Marcus!" Miranda drops onto her back dramatically.

"Ah." Marcus Leonard. Miranda's high school—and now college—crush. He's never paid her so much as an ounce of attention, but she's followed him hopelessly since the first day of our freshman year of high school, when he accidentally hit her in the face with his football. Not exactly a meet cute, and their romance is completely and totally one sided, but I humor her adorable, if delusional, fantasies. That's what friends are for. But... maybe the time has come for her to widen the net a little. I mean, she's never even had a boyfriend because she's been hopelessly holding out for Marcus.

"Mir... do you like this guy?" I'm going to have to try to lead her to the point gently. She'll never accept it if it hits her in the face.

"I like Marcus." She sighs.

"I know that, and you know that. But does this guy know that? Heck, Mir, Marcus doesn't even know that. It's not like you would be cheating on him to go on one date with this other guy."

She doesn't look convinced, so I try a different tactic. "Plus... it will be good practice for if... er when you get to go on a date with Marcus."

Miranda perks up, pushing up to her elbows and spearing me with a hopeful expression. "You mean like studying?" Yep, leave it to the straight A, pre-med student to compare dating to studying.

"Sure, just like studying. Just think of this other guy as your love tutor."

"That sounds dirty." Abby pipes up from her side of the room.

I smirk. "Only if she wants it to be."

Miranda ignores my comment and looks thoughtfully at me. "Okay, I'll go out with him, but only on one condition."

"What's that?" I ask with half interest as I lean back over my biology book.

"You come too."

I sputter and spin to face my best friend. "Come with you? On your date?"

She nods enthusiastically.

"Miranda, that's not how dates work. Not unless you want him to think he's getting a buy-one-get-one-free deal."

She shakes her head in disgust. "Not like that, dummy. I meant like on a double date. I go out with Jameson, and you come along... with another guy."

I hold up one finger. "There's one fatal flaw in your plan." When Miranda quirks an eyebrow, I continue. "I don't have a guy, remember?"

She waves her hand dismissively. "Don't worry. I'm sure Jameson has a friend he can hook you up with."

"So, let me get this straight... you want me to come along on your date, which has now turned into a double date, and a blind date for me?"