Chapter Twenty-Five

Archer

@therealrossdevlin Heard the Rocketlaunchers tore it up in SF. #Rocketlaunchersrule #almostasgoodastheplaylisters #butnotquite

Mom: How is it going?

Me: Good. We’re just about to leave.

Mom: Okay. Drive safe. See you soon.

…

Ross: You still in the city?

Me: No. I’m home.

Ross: How was it?

Me: It was crazy. Best concert ever.

Ross: That’s cold.

Me: Sorry. Other than the Playlisters.

Ross: Nice save. Tell me about the date.

Me: It was cool.

Ross: That’s it?

Me: What more do you want?

Ross: Details.

Me: I don’t like to kiss and tell.

Ross: You kissed?

Me: Okay, so maybe I do.

Ross: Nice.

…

Kassidy: Thanks again for last night.

Me: It was epic.

Kassidy: Agreed.

Me: You never told me you were such a good dancer.

Kassidy: That’s ’cause I’m not.

Me: From where I stood you were.

Kassidy: Whatever.

Me: Seriously. I couldn’t take my eyes off you.

Kassidy: That’s just ’cause you didn’t like the band.

Me: I liked the band. I just like you more.

Kassidy: Aww.

Me: How can I get you to dance like that again?

Kassidy: You can always take me to another concert.

Me: Deal.

Kassidy: Careful. I might hold you to that.

Me: I’m good with it.

Kassidy: Hey, I’m sorry about my little freak out moment.

Me: No worries. It all turned out fine.

Kassidy: More than fine. What happened when we were outside was my favorite part.

Me: Really?

Kassidy: Yes. Really.

Me: Even more than the concert?

Kassidy: Yep.

Me: I thought you were their biggest fan.

Kassidy: Maybe now I’m yours.