I glanced at my watch and could have hit myself in the forehead for not remembering. ***** there will be ***** to pay for this. Hey arent we supposed to be meeting Lindsay at this new club?

I guess the same thought ran into her mind since she replied, *****, youre right. Shes going to kill us.

When Lindsay walked over to us in the club, I immediately tried to waylay her anger, Sorry man, its all my fault. I took MJ out to dinner and we just lost track. Hey how about I buy you a drink to make up.

So leaving that scene was cowardly but hey, MJ was Lindsays best friend so I figured she can handle it. Beer, ***** on the beach, and a cosmos. I still could not fathom the girly drinks that people seemed to love. Give me a beer or a shot of tequila and Im a happy camper.

I weaved my way back to our table. The conversation seemed to be going well. I mean Lindsay was not yelling or anything. That was a good sign. You know I dont see Shane in that way.

I couldnt believe that I just heard that. I mean I had a crush on MJ since I first met her, but I thought I have read the signals well enough to know that she was at least attracted to me. Why do I feel so crushed by this? Come on Shane, pull yourself together. Wishes are stupid anyway.

Hey guys, here are the drinks. I vaguely heard Lindsay asking about the alcohol and replied in turn. I still could not make myself look at MJ so I looked everywhere else instead.

My eyes were taking in the whole view without me focusing on anything really. All of a sudden, an alarm went of in my head, someone has triggered it. I backtracked, and there she was, part of the reason as to why I was here in this city. It couldnt be could it? Absently to the girls, I see someone that I recognize. I will catch you guys later.