How I like my tea

A Misunderstanding

It was eleven fifty five. German was due to pick me up any moment to go to the farmers market for lunch. Violetta and Olga were obsessed this morning insisting it was a date. Violetta explained how she knew on the way to school. Apparently it being just us two doesn't qualify it as a date, friends can do that. Violetta explained that what qualifies it as a date is that we sleep in the same bed so therefore we are basically on the verge of dating. Therefore this must be a date in the eyes of Violetta.

I left my classroom and went to the teachers lounge to fetch my bag. Pablo was in there. I was not looking forward to what he would say but he was my best friend and I was going to fix things with him.

"Angie..." he said as I walked through the door.

I smiled at him, I was still mad, but he is my best friend.

"Angie.. I'm sorry okay?" He looked upset, clearly this had been annoying him. It had been on my mind too and it caused me a big issue.

"I know. Me too." I replied.

"Let me make it up to you. Please. Lets go for lunch on me and we can talk about this." He was sorry but still stood by what he said. He was going to tell me I could stay at his. That's what he wanted to talk about, I'm sure of it.

"Pablo were fine. Honestly. Look thanks for the offer but I have to go." I went to hug him but he stepped back.

"You are going to meet German aren't you?" he folded his arms across his chest. "Tell me the truth. Are you dating him?"

Before I could say anything Violetta popped her head around the door, just enough to see me but not enough to see Pablo.

"Angie.." she teased, "Dad's here to pick you up for your date!"

Pablo stared at me, he looked disappointed, like he didn't think it was true until now.

Violetta turned and saw Pablo. "Oh My God, I swear to God Pablo that was a joke. I've been winding her up all day, please Oh My God. I'm going to go. Sorry Angie." She quickly left as she felt guilty. She hadn't meant to cause more trouble, she just really wanted me to accept it as a date.

I had to go but if I left Pablo would be mad. If I stayed we could argue again and I'd have another nightmare. If I left  then he may never speak to me again. I stood there frozen. Unable to do or say anything.

"What are you waiting for? said Pablo "Enjoy your date."

Pablo left the teachers lounge and I stood there in shock. Instead of dwelling on it I decided I needed to get out of there.

I headed for the front of the Studio and German is straight outside. He had a massive smile on his face. He looks like a little child at Christmas. He looks like he could burst.

"Ready?" He asks

"Ready."