Once Upon A Friday Night

Part I | Chapter 13 ~ Clubs

"What are you thinking about choosing?" Cassidy sipped from her iced coffee.

It was just me and her this morning, just two close friends. I was actually glad it was just us, rather than having to deal with the oh-so-talkative Rylee, Julianna with her loud laugh, Miguel and his childish antics, and Lance with his annoying gorgeousness.

God he's such a distraction.

"Hello? Got something more important to think about?" Cassidy waved a hand in front of my face.

I blinked quickly and looked at her.

"Oh.. No." I shrugged.

"Anyway, I was thinking the animal rights club- you know how good that looks on a record." She nodded with a swoon.

"I'd think you were going to join the baseball club.." I took a bite out of my ham sandwich, crusts off like always.

"Baseball isn't a club, it's a sport. Plus, it's recreational, I have to play off campus, Mirwell doesn't host it." She shrugged.

"Ah." I nodded, looking back to my ham sandwich.

"So?" He cocked a brow. "What about you?"

"Oh.. I don't know." I shrugged. "Maybe something dance related.."

"Yeah, you've always been really good with the whole 'shake my body' thing."

"Shake my body?" I cocked my brow with a smirk.

"Yeah, you know- shaky shaky." She shuffled in her seat.

"You're such an idiot." I rolled my eyes with a soft laugh.

"Maybe acting? You're always really good at being dramatic."

"I'm just going to pretend like you didn't say that." I chuckled along side her.

"Musical theatre's always a good choice." She shrugged.

"I've never been good with the performance thing.." I sighed.

"An even bigger reason to do it! You'll get out of your shell a bit more, make some new friends." She tilted her head with a smile.

"New friends?.. What's wrong with my current ones?" I tilted my own head.

"Nothing, those ones are super awesome. I'm just saying some side groups to hang out with if me or.. Miguel aren't around or something. Just some quick replacements." She shrugged.

"Replacements?.. You know I could just make some friends while doing something else like.. Reading a book in the library which is, 'coincidently the same book that a girl across the table is reading?'" I proposed.

"You do realize that the odds of that happening are very very slim, and not because of the fact that your idea of making friends is very clique- but also because the books you read kinda.. Suck."

"What? No they don't!" I protested.

"Calvin, you read novels and series set and aimed for 13 year old audiences. Your choice in books blows." She laughed aloud.

"Whatever." I crossed my arms.

"So? What'll it be?" She leaned her elbows over the table to watch me closely.

I thought for a moment.

A little known fact about myself. I'm very flexible, mainly in my legs. It's why I was one of the only guys who could do the splits both ways in high school, and also a leaning factor in the reasoning behind my severe case of bullying.

I'm also a slightly experienced dancer I guess. If dancing to radio music on towels while mopping the floor of my childhood kitchen and dining room at the ages of 5-9 counts as experience, then I'll take it.