“You know, it’s a stupid idea,” I said in a stage whisper to my best friend, and the boy sitting next to me looked over one brow raised.

   “What’s a stupid idea?”

  “Pfft. You know it’s impolite to eavesdrop,” I teased, smirking at him. My best friend rolled her eyes but I knew at this point she was used to my banter with this boy. 

   “You know I am willing to do anything stupid,” he said with a slight chuckle. I raised a brow and he chuckled. 

   “Doesn’t mean you should be.”

   “Doesn’t mean you can stop me.” 

   “Okay. Fine. The girl over there is looking for a date. She’s pretty dumb.” 

    He frowned and mumbled something, not even looking at where I had pointed, which was actually nowhere. I knew he wouldn’t even ask out another girl. I laughed and he glared at me. 

   “I already have someone to ask out.” 

   “Who’s that?” 

   “You.” 

   “You’re welcome to ask.”

    “Will you come out on a date with me?”

   “Heck ya. I’ve been waiting for you to ask.”