Proposal Week

Seven: He's Not Too Smart

|Saturday|

"Why are you so anxious? It's just a video." Libby exclaimed, slamming her glass of fruit tea onto the table at breakfast. Tally and I jumped backwards in our seats.

"But every senior will see it." I grumbled, and Tally nodded despite how outgoing she always is. It seemed as if the two had switched personalities.

"You'll be fine. Now, we have to hurry or else we will most certainly be late." We hurried down to the bus stop together, meeting up with Lucas.

"Hey." I smiled at him, but I saw his attention was on Tally who was talking to someone else that was waiting.

"Now he's noticing her." Libby whispered into my ear as we watched Lucas stare at Tally.

Quickly, his eyes switched over to me, and I kept talking to Libby, working on keeping my eyes away from him.

It seems as if he likes the two of us.

We boarded and sat all on one bench, Tally and Lucas talking. I felt a hand on my thigh. It was Lucas'. I took it off, placed it in his lap, and scooted toward Libby, but Tally had seen the act. Her eyes were tearing up, and she burst open onto him with all of her anger and vengeance.

"Look, I'm not willing to be your second choice every time Ryla rejects you, especially when you are my first choice. Do you not see what you do to me? I am best friends with Ryla and you two are best friends so you have to know that it's not easy for me. At least Ryla respects me about this." There were a few tears on her face, but Lucas looked up surprisingly at her.

Libby shook her head sadly at him while I spoke. "Go away. I don't want to talk to you until you get yourself figured out." I watched as he walked to another section of the train.

Tally wiped at her eyes.

I handed her a tissue, and she thanked me. Tally is strong enough, and I know that soon, she will be over him. I'm just not sure what Lucas will do. I really hope he takes time for himself and leaves us alone for awhile even though he's coming to my party. Maybe it'll be okay by then.

When we got to campus, we walked off, just the three of us, and started toward the big auditorium.

"The boys are supposed to turn the video in, right?" Libby asked, her eyes looking off in the distance as we walked.

"Yeah. We'll watch the video and then a picture of the girl showing off the ring appears on screen." Tally answered softly, her voice quivering.

We walked inside, earlier than most people as last Saturday had been. There were coffee cups in most hands, work being done, and conversations being held.

"I'm going to miss this." I muttered.

"What'd you say?" Tally turned and looked at me, unlike Libby who couldn't peel her eyes way from who I had learned to be Thomas.

"Nothing. It doesn't matter." I gave her a small smile as the place became flooded with seniors, stepping over legs and going over and in between seats to get to the seat they wanted to sit in.

All of a sudden, Mr. Clemon's voice came on over the dull roar. "If all seniors would be seated as soon as possible, we would like to start in two minutes." I could see him peek his head out from behind the curtains on stage before a white sheet was lowered.

"Nervous?" Vega sat down on my right side.

"Why would I be?"

"You have to pee, don't you?" Libby joined the conversation over Tally.