Flabby Patty

5.

I was sweating like a pig. Why you ask? Because I was freaking nervous that's why! Avery and Hunter were having a great time, swooning over each other while they giggled together.

Poor Mac was stuck with awkward Patty to spend the rest of his night.

"So what would you like to eat?" Mac finally spoke trying to make a conversation with him. I could tell he was annoyed with me because he kept brushing his hair back and repeatedly fix his jacket. Who does that? Unless their nervous or annoyed, or maybe both.

"I'll have whatever you're having," I said without looking at him, playing with the fork and spoon on the table.

His warm palm rested in my thigh and I choked. Yes, I choked on my own spit. "You sure? Cause I am a vegetarian."

I turned my head to see him grinning at me. "Are you making fun of me?"

"No," he frowned seemingly hurt by my remark. "Why would I do that? You're pretty cute."

I choked again. This was not as bad as I thought it would go. My cheeks blushed and I couldn't help but smile.

Hunter's eyes met mine and for a minute it felt like he wanted to say something. His expression was vague and stern the way he stared at me. I looked down checking if something was wrong on me, but even though everything was fine, his weird expression didn't go away.

"I just need to go to the girl's room," Avery announced flipping back her hair. "Patty come with?"

I started to shake my head. Coming to this fancy place, but moving around and seeing people's face. No thanks.

She shrugged and got up to go to the restroom. I wiped my palms over my jeans because they were sweating too much. Either it was too hot or I was sitting with the two hottest guys at one table. It was definitely the second.

"Are you okay?" Hunter asked reaching his hand across the table and touching my forehead. What the hell was he doing? "You're warm. Do you feel sick?"

Swatting his hand away, I shook my head. "No, I am fine."

Mac glanced at me and then back at Hunter. He had just sensed what I did. It was so weird of Hunter to do that.

"Are you sure? Cause you seem like you have a fever," Hunter squinted his eyes like he always did when he studied something, and by something I meant my face.

"I just feel hot," I blurted out and let out a deep sigh.

"We could go out for air?" Mac suggested taking my hand. It felt nice to be touched by someone like that.

"Okay," I nodded and ignoring Hunter's weird stare, we both walked out the restaurant. It was quite chilly outside but I had been suffocating inside.

"Finally," Mac's face lit up and he smiled looking at me. Gosh, those dimples. "Now I can really talk to you."

"You were already talking," I chuckled.

"Yeah but it was a little weird in front of Hunter," he shrugged. "Want to walk?"

We both started strolling, so close that every second our shoulder would bump.

"Do you go to Greenwich High?" I asked breaking the silence.

"I just transferred here," he replied digging his hands into his pocket. "I'll be starting on Monday."

"Nice."

"You don't say much," his hand poked my nose and I flushed.

"I don't socialise much I guess."

"Why? Hunter forbids you to?"

I stopped dead in my tracks. What the eff was that supposed to mean? Although there was a hint of amusement in his voice, I was sure he was quite serious.

"No," I grimaced. "Why would he stop me?"

He shrugged. "I don't know. I could see the way he looked at you."

"You mean with disgust?"

Mac let out a loud laugh. "I meant quite the opposite actually."

"You're obviously not from around here," I said rolling my eyes. "Hunter calls me Flabby Patty. As in Fatty Patty and everyone at school hates me because I am not as pretty or as hot as girls like Avery and I am.."

Before I finished, I was rudely interrupted by Mac's lips on mine. My body felt like it was floating above the clouds. There went my lips' virginity.

His lips pressed harder onto my mouth as his arms wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to him. My mind went numb and couldn't help but kiss him back.

Even though me and him had just met, it felt like i had known him for eternity. Mac was like this amazing kisser or the emperor of kissers, not that I would even know what a good kisser would be like, but he made me melt into his arms and that was saying something.

He pulled away and rested his forehead on mine. "I've been wanting to do that since the time I first laid my eyes on you."

My temples were throbbing and my body was slightly trembling as his soft hands rubbed my shoulders. "Thanks."

Mac laughed and I could smell his amazing breath. Like marshmallows and cotton candy, he smelled like Christmas. "Well Patty, would you like to go out to an actual date with me? Just me and you?"

Okay, life was not what it was supposed to be. Cute guys weren't supposed to ask me out or even kiss me!

"Yes," i whispered, biting my lip to restrain from smiling too hard.

Maybe I was not exactly the ugliest girl on this planet after all.