How I Met You

Chapter Twenty One

-Chapter Twenty One-

“So about Jake. . .?” Danielle drawled, wriggling her eyebrows.

“Yeah, what about him?” I said, answering her question with a question. I took a sip of my coffee.

“What’s the status now?” London asked.

Danielle, London, and I were currently sitting in Starbucks, minding our own business.

“What do you mean by ‘status’?”

“Okay, we obviously have to spell it out for you,” Danielle replied with an eye roll. “Do you like Jake or not?”

I choked on my coffee, beginning to cough furiously. Once I sobered up, I responded. “Erm, random question. And no, I do not like Jake.”

Danielle gave me a flat look. “Yes you do.”

“She totally does,” London stated. “She even thinks he’s hot!”

Danielle gasped loudly — a bit too dramatically if you ask me. “Oh my gosh, really?”

“Yeah, she said it last week when I saw her at the beach! I think it was after her surfing lessons?”

“No way!”

“Yes way!”

“I said, no way!”

“And then I said, yes way!”

“Would you two shut up?” I asked, my face red in embarrassment. People began giving us awkward looks, and I sunk back into my chair.

They both scowled at me. Danielle mumbling, “She’s obviously in love with him.”

“No I’m not!” I practically yelled.

Great. Now we have the whole café’s attention. I inwardly grunted.

After everyone went back to minding their own business, I sighed. “You guys are so annoying.”

“But you love us!” London said. “. . . And Jake.”

I groaned. “I do not like him! He is just a friend.”

“Aw, but sweetie, you know you do!” She patted my head, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

What can I do to get Thing One and Thing Two to shut up?

“You know how I know that you like him?” Danielle mused.

“Why do you think I like him? Please tell me.”