A few weeks passed and Jen kind of became part of the group. Ashley still didn’t like her and Jen didn’t like Ashley, for obvious reasons. Spencer was now an after school tutor for her math class, which Jen happened to be in. Glen occasionally hangs out with the group but not often. Today, he is. They were all at the table at lunch and Glen was trying to flirt with Jen.

Glen: “So Jen, when are you gonna go on that date with me?”

Jen: “What date?”

Glen: “The one I’m gonna ask you on, this Friday, how about I pick you up around 8?”

Jennifer: “Hmm, how about no? Besides, your not really my type.”

Glen: “I can be.” she said slyly “What’s your type?” Jen laughed.

Jennifer: “Girl is my type, and you don’t look like a girl to me.”

Glen: “We can play dress up.”

Jennifer: “Oh God no! Thanks for that mental image.” she scoffed.

Glen: “Whatever.” he looked frustrated. “Why are all the hott girls gay?!” Clay punched him in the arm. “Ouch!” he said rubbing his arm.

Kyla: “Um, hello? What about us?” she pointed to herself and Chelsea. “Last time I checked, I liked boys, and I’m sure Chelsea does too.”

Glen: “Well, you two don’t count, you’re already taken.” Chelsea rolled hr eyes.

Chelsea: “Gee, thanks a lot Glen.” she said sarcastically.

Clay: “Wow Glen, it’s amazing how stupid one person can be.”

Spencer: “Pay no attention to him, he’ll hit on any girl with in a five foot radius of him.” She said to Jennifer. Madison walked pass in her cheerleading uniform.

Glen: “Madison, looking good!” she turned around and looked at him.

Madison: “I know.”

Spencer: “See what I mean.” the group laughed.

Ashley: “So Spence, you coming over today, or should I come to your house.”

Spencer: “Sorry, I have to stay after today to tutor.” Ashley sighed.

Ashley: “Ok, but tomorrow, you’re tutoring me.” she said seductively.

Glen: “God could you two like not flirt for five minutes?!”

Ashley: “Oh you’re one to talk! Mr. can’t keep it in his pants.”

Aiden: “I know, damn Glen, shut up an let ‘em flirt!” Kyla slapped his arm again.

Kyla: “One more time, just one more time Aiden, and your not getting…” she looked around the table at her friends waiting for her to finish the sentence. “…something.” She leaned close and whispered to Aiden. “You know what I’m talking about.” she said sternly.