15 | An Abundance of Sebastians

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Apparently, vomiting on someone was a good method to keep them at bay for extended periods of time

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Apparently, vomiting on someone was a good method to keep them at bay for extended periods of time.

A week had passed since the disaster on the Big Bertha and I hadn't seen much of Zak since. Blair had mostly stayed to herself as well, choosing instead to simply smirk whenever I passed by. 

With our exes electing to stay away, Sebastian and I had had it relatively easy. Despite being attached at the hip during school hours, when the final bell of the day rang we went in opposite directions. Sure, we spent a minimal amount of time together outside of school in an attempt to convince people that we were truly dating, but there was only so long we could be in the same area without wanting to commit murder.

So when the weekend finally arrived, I couldn't have been anymore thankful. I was sure Sebastian felt the same way.

At least, I thought so until he called late Saturday afternoon.

"Why in God's name are you calling me?" I demanded upon picking up the phone. "I thought we agreed to stay away from each other until Monday."

That had been decided during our last day in detention, after I threw a dictionary at him for insinuating something offensive. I couldn't remember what it had been, just that I was pissed enough to grab the massive book and hurl it in his direction. Unfortunately, it had missed its target, but it had freaked Sebastian enough to make him decide we needed some time apart. So in an attempt to follow his appealing suggestion, I had spent my Saturday wandering through Georgetown and discovering what the neighborhood had to offer.

"Change of plans," he answered. "You have to come to dinner with me, Jude, and the rest of the bumbling idiots that make up my family."

His request sent me reeling. Go to dinner with him and his family? Yeah, that wasn't something I had been expecting.

"Are you kidding me?" I spluttered. "We've been pretending to date for a week and you want me to meet your family already? Isn't this rushing things?"

"There is no such thing as rushing things in my family," he sighed. "My grandparents think if you haven't gotten engaged after a month of dating, you're insane. I got the family ring from my mother three days after they found out I was dating Blair, and even though we broke up they're still pushing me to get back together with her."

"That's disturbing."

"You have no idea."

"What time do we have to meet them for dinner?" I questioned as I crossed over M Street and started my trek up the steep cobblestone path. "And where exactly are we meeting them?"

"Seven o'clock at The Sultan's Palace. You've heard of that place, right?"

I had certainly heard of it. Not only was it the most expensive restaurant in Georgetown, it was one of the most elegant and extravagant places in the city. I had been there twice in the past, and I was always amazed by the lavish décor and eclectic entrees. The place was always packed, and it was easier to breach the CIA than get reservations there.

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