How to Be a Gentleman

"You can't talk to girls like that, at least not sober ones," Eden said with a trademarked eye-roll. "You have to be a gentleman."

Harvey's handsome face seemed to fall. He looked just like he had in the cafeteria the day before. Eden raised an eyebrow from behind her thick glasses, as if waiting for his response. Neither one of them spoke, so she sighed and turned her back on the hopeful jock and started to walk back towards the party.

"Teach me then," Harvey finally begged, making Eden turn back around to him. He wasn't quite meeting her eyes when he spoke, and a hint of red was crawling up his neck.

"What?" Eden asked with a confused expression. It was obvious that she didn't understand a word this boy was saying.

Harvey let out a deep breath and repeated himself in a clear voice. "Teach me how to be a gentleman, Eden."