Daniel
Daniel: how do you feel? What are you hungry for?
Joey: We'll. after that encounter for last night, defiantly not fast food.
We all laughed.
Daniel: I agree.
Connor: Um. Coffee?
Joey: You always want coffee Connor!
Connor: Because it's the best thing that's happened to this world. Obviously!
Danel: Actually. I kind of feel like having coffee.
Joey: Fine. We can get coffee.
Connor: Woo hoo!
Connor cheered as we walked to the Starbucks that was coincidently across the street from us. We walked up to the line.
Daniel: What are you getting?
Joey: Soy latte.
He nodded.
Joey: You?
Daniel: A simple green tea.
Joey: You sure love tea.
Daniel: I love to spill it too.
Joey: Oh my god.
I playfully hit his shoulder. Connor: Id like just a black coffee. No sugar or creme.
I raised my eyebrows. We all ordered and sat down at a table.
Joey: Black coffee!?
Connor: I've been getting into it...
Joey: You are insane.
Connor: So how's the wedding planning going!
I heard Daniel shuffle in the seat next to me.
Joey: We haven't started. We are both too busy.
Connor: You're not busy right now. What flowers do you want?
I shrugged and looked down at my hands folded on my lap.
Connor: How do you not know!?
Joey: I just don't, ok!?
The called Connors name.
Daniel: Are you ok?
I looked up at him and nodded.
Joey: It's just frustrating. People have been asking me so many questions about it and I don't even know if I still want to get married yet.
I laid my head on his shoulder.
Connor: I brought y- Oh.
I took my head off his shoulder and grabbed my drink. It felt warm in my hand but I didn't really mind. The rest of the time there was awkward silence.
Connor: I have to go. Joey?
I stopped following Daniel and turned to him. He moved his head away from me and then Back.
Connor: Are you cheating on Carter?
Joey: Why would I want to put someone In the exact position I was in high school? It sucked you know.
Connor: I know. It's just the way you guys have been acting around each other... And didn't you say that You and Carter have been fighting constantly latley?
Joey: Yes.
Connor: Spend time with him.
Joey: I can try.
Daniel: You coming?
I turned to Daniel and nodded.
Connor: Try it Joey.
I didn't turn back as I followed Daniel to his car.
Daniel: What did he say? He looked serious.
Joey: It was nothing, Really. He always looks serious.
He only nodded as we entered his car.
Daniel: I was thinking.
Joey: About what?
Daniel: High school.
Joey: Don't remind me. That's in the past.
Daniel: No. I just. I'm sorry. I was so rude and everything. I was dumb enough to cheat on you. I really am sorry Joey.
Joey: It's fine honestly. You made a mistake. We all do. But What made you change? (This part is so cheesy...)
Daniel: My mom. She found out about quite a few things. She threatened to send me to rehab or one of those army training things if I didn't change.
Joey: What did she find out about?
Daniel: I came home drunk from collage one night. With all the piercing still on and everything.
He chuckled as he turned a street.
Daniel: Then while we were still in high school I realized how stupid I was. I saw you fall in love with Carter. It really hurt me. I know it didn't hurt me as much as it did you but it did. I tried talking to you but you seemed so happy again. I didn't want to ruin it for you. So I just stopped.
Joey: Believe me. I tried my best to block you out. To block everything that reminded me of you out. And it worked.
Daniel: I can see that. It worked. We hadn't talked for over 7 years. Collage defiantly helped.
Joey: Yah. It did.
I smiled to myself as we pulled up to my house.
Daniel: Would you and Carter like to come over? For dinner?
Joey: Tonight?
He nodded.
Joey: I can try getting him to stop doing work. Maybe. If he cooperates with me.
Daniel: Alright. I'll see you tonight?
Joey: Maybe.
I hugged him goodbye and excited his car.
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