I go through every boy in the group with my eyes. To my disappointment, he does not come in between. Apparently Abby sees someone she knows and is busy waving. A boy from the group walks our way and Abby slides aside on the sofa so the boy can sit next to her. I sneak a look at the boy and notice that he looks fine. He is wearing a dark denim jacket and I cannot detect any tattoos so far. I don't know why I suddenly look at that, whether a boy has tattoos.
"Yes i caught you!" Abby says suddenly and I quickly look away. Did she see me look at the boy? Could this be her boyfriend?
"You were supposed to eat healthy, and now you're just at McDonald's." Abby says laughing and nudges the boy. I breathe a sigh of relief. Luckily it wasn't about me and I laugh with them. "Yes, that's true, but then I would never have met you pretty ladies." Says the boy and his eyes go from Abby to me. "Oh yes, this is Esmee, Esmee, this is James." Abby tells him and I automatically reach my hand out to him. He looks deep into my eyes and finally shakes my hand. It makes me a bit uncomfortable and quickly avert my gaze. James seems to get it and quickly says, "Well ladies, I'm going to order some food too." He gets up and walks back to the group. I look after him and to my horror he quickly turns around and our eyes meet. Shit, now I'll give him the wrong impression. I quickly lower my eyes and put some fries in my mouth. "James is handsome, isn't he?" Abby whispers and I almost choke on my fries. I take a quick sip of my Fanta to wash it down. Y-yes, in itself. Is he your boyfriend? ' I ask curiously. Abby is just taking a sip of her milkshake but almost spits it out when she hears my question. "No dude, I've known James since high school. We are very good friends. He also lives with us in the student house! '
I never expected that. I stare at Abby with my mouth open and all she does is laugh.
When we have finished all our food we walk to the trash can with our trays. Before I can reach for the handle of the trash can, James suddenly comes running and holds the trash can open for me. I uncomfortably throw the waste in the bin and put the tray on top. Abby does the same and then we walk to the sliding doors to leave this awkward situation. I can feel James's eyes burning on my back.
Stupid sliding door please open. The door opens and we quickly walk out. "Bye ladies." James calls after us. Abby waves just as exaggeratedly as she did fifteen minutes ago. I keep my mouth shut until we're off the site. "Wow, he's pretty pushy." I admit to Abby. "Come on Esmee, I think James likes you. I'm going to couple you! ' Abby says, clapping her hands enthusiastically. I laugh off her ridiculous idea and give her a gentle nudge. Of course, Abby can't know that I still think about the boy on the subway almost every minute of the day. He's not my type at all, James is more my type. But for some reason I can't get the mysterious metro boy out of my mind.