XX. Angel
Angel: Is he coming?
Hannah: Who?
Angel: Jess.
Hannah: I don’t know.
Luke: Hey, he’s coming.
Ron: Oh. It’s been a while huh?
Angel: Yeah. Months.
Hannah: He’s here. Look.
Drake: He’ll be fine.
Skylar: Oh he’s more than fine. He’s got a supermodel accessory.
Hannah: She’s hot.
They sat near Draco, just 3 chairs from us. Now that she’s closer, she’s even prettier. And she’s friendly too. She’s funny. She’s nice. Good for him. Good for him.
Jess: Excuse me. I’ll just go to the washroom. Josh, excuse.
Jess’: I’ll come with you.
Crayton: The men’s on the other corner.
Jess’: Right.
So they won’t be together after all. Or would they? Right, I shouldn’t care. She’s nice, sweet and funny.
Angel: They too look good together.
Reinan: I should have got her first.
Emma: Shut up, Rein.
After we ate, we danced along the grooves of the bar music.
The night felt long though we just spent a couple of hours. She really got along well with the group. He… They snog up a lot. As he rests his head on her shoulder, his hands roams around her waist. I shiver at the thought of it. I know I’m not supposed to feel anything but happiness for them but I do. I can’t help it.
Crayton: Wanna dance?
Angel: Crayton, I’m tired.
Crayton: We just sat here all night.
Angel: I’m going out. Alone. I need fresh air.
And so out I went.
Jess: Come closer.
He smiled. She pulled closer. His lips landed on hers.
My phone rang. They pulled their lips.
Angel: Sorry. I didn’t knew. I’ll get this.
Damn. This is so embarrassing.
Jess: Mission Accomplished.
