Saturday night finally came and I was ready. Trey was going to meet me at the diner down the street. When I walked in, I could tell this was going to be … interesting. I found Trey at the first table and he smiled at me. “Hey.â€?

“Um hi.â€? I settled across from him and smiled back.

“What’s up?â€? Oh God, this is typical for a jock with no brain. I’ll make him work.

“You know, nothing much. I’ve just been working.â€?

“Cool, so um I have a friend I want you to meet.â€? Wait, what? That’s not in the script of jock conversations.

“What? But I thought…â€? I sighed.

“He’s coming in a couple minutes I think. It’s Jack, the football one.â€? Figures.

I sighed again and decided on blowing up on him.

“You ask me on a date which really is a set-up?! I swear if I had a drink right now, I’d pour it all over you.â€?

All he did was smile and say, “What is it with you and throwing stuff at me?â€? I didn’t reply and the jock named Jack strolled in.

Yeah, I had this date pegged right on. It will be extremely … interesting.