Life as a fangirl

Chapter 6 - Dinner

Chapter 6 - Dinner

We are all seated at the dining room table. Rosie is on my side and on the other is Kat. Directly across from me is Adam then next to him Antonio and Linda. Derek is seated at the head of the table. No one is really talking were all just sitting here waiting for the other to break the ice and start talking.

Since I'm no good at awkward situations I decide to speak up first, but apparently Adam had the same thought.

" So... " We both say in unison. Everyone laughs and the awkwardness subsides.

" Melinda what grade are you in? " Derek asks me.

" I'm a senior. " I reply politely.

" Oh! So is Adam. Do you two have any classes together? " Linda asks enthusiastically.

I look at Adam and he shoots me a smirk. Ugh. Why do boys always have to smirk? I will never understand it.

" Um yes mam. We have all classes together but one. " I say. Her face brightens.

" Oh goody! " She says clapping her hands like a retarded seal.

Okay that was mean. What I meant to say is: not very intellectual seal. Yeah, that sounds good.

We eat the rest of our dinner having small talk. I was fine until they asked one question. " Where are your parents? "

I stiffen. My back goes straight and I have a death grip on my fork like my life depends on it. Kat senses my discomfort because she shoots me a warm smile. I try my best to return it.

Parents.

The word makes my heart clench. Sure I may not seem like I care too much but in all honesty, it kills me. I wish I had parents that were there for kids. I wish I had parents that when a nine year old kid asks you to go to her gymnastics competition they don't turn a blind eye as to say, hell no. I wish I wish I wish.

I'm almost positive Adam sensed my discomfort to because he is staring at me intently.

" Um. Well they are out on business. " I say, with a strained voice.

Linda nods and doesn't push it any further. I think of she did, I would've cried. And I can't cry in front of Adam.

Ever.

The rest to the dinner goes by uneventfully. I have to say Adam's family is pretty hilarious. Even Adam was being... civil. I learned that Derek owns his own business and they are pretty damn rich. Linda is a house mom. My mom doesn't have a job, but she always travels with my father. I wish she would stay home. But life is not a wish granting factory.

I offer to take everybody's dishes into the kitchen, because Kat is busy flirting it up with Antonio. Adam says he will help. We walk into the kitchen and set the dishes in the sink.

" Look Melinda... I just want to say sorry. I was out of line with that text and you seem pretty cool. " Adam says. Wait... Is... He... Apologizing? " Take that look of your face. Yes me, Adam Smaught is apologizing for being a dick to you. " Adam says. " Look I want to be friends. I want you to trust me. I want to be your best friend. " He says.

Automatically when he says trust, I shut down. All emotion in my face drains and I stand there with a blank look in my eyes and face. If I've learned one thing from my parents its that you never trust anyone. They are absolutely right about that. I don't even completely trust Amy and Michelle. I have my walls built so high, that when someone automatically looks at me, I think they are saying mean things in their head. I feel as if nobody understands me and hates me.

" I don't trust anyone. " I say flatly.

He looks at me puzzled. He slowly nods his head in understanding. " Good. Then we can be good friends because neither do I. "

I think about it for a minute. Do I want to be friends with him? He was quite a prick to me. Well to be fair I was quite a bitch.

Well to be fair, I'm always a bitch.

Adam looks at me hopefully. I can see it in his eyes that he is being honest.

I take another look at his puppy dog face and chuckle. " Yes, Adam I would love to be friends with you. "

His whole face brightens like a kid on Christmas morning. He slowly pulls his hand out in an offer to shake it. I take his hand and ignore the heat it gives me.

Adam Smaught is in for one hell of a friendship.