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I
laughed, relieved that I finally had a way to communicate with him.
    As soon as I handed him his phone,
he texted me. “Now you have my phone number too.”   He waited for me to add it to my
contacts then grabbed my hand. “So... do you think I could take you out
sometime? I mean we already have the tacos, but if you want to do something a
little more...like a date?”
    I smiled at his uncertainty. I
liked both Colins, but while the Colin that kissed me made my knees buckle,
this Colin made me smile.
    “Sounds great. For both. With and
without tacos.” I answered quickly, happy to have the pressure taken off to
come up with an excuse to see him again.
    “Okay then. I need to think up the
perfect date.   I will call you with
the details.” Then he kissed me again, this time slowly like he was trying to
memorize my mouth.
    “Dude, let’s go. My mom’s gonna be
pissed if we don’t help her move her furniture.” Drew’s interruption ended our
moment.
    “I’m coming.” Colin rolled his
eyes, and squeezed my hand before turning to leave. “I’ll call you soon.” He
glanced at me with a look that I could only imagine was a promise of what was
to come, then turned and left.

 

Chapter Seven
The Don’t Mess With Bad Ass Chicks Mix

 
    Colin lied.
    And I was wrong.
    He wasn't adorable. He was a spineless,
lying asshole.
    It had been over a week and no
word from Colin. He must have been planning a pretty fanfreakingtastic date
since after five days he still hadn’t had a chance to pick up his phone to text
me. Even Drew had the decency to call Liz to get together sometime and ‘hang.’
Unfortunately, he played dumb when she asked what was up with Colin.
    What was worse was that I finally got up the nerve to text him , just to ‘casually’ check in. So casually
in fact that I planned the text ahead of time, with Liz and Annie there to be
sure I exuded just enough casualness to let him know I didn’t care either way.
Mostly I just added ‘or whatever’ to everything I said.
    My hope was that he somehow lost
his phone, rendering him unable to find my number. Therefore my call would be
met with relief over finally being able to talk to me. Or something similar to
that.
    No such luck.
    "Hey, Colin? It's Lucy."
    "It's good to hear from
you." Colin texted me back right away.
    "You too. Hadn't talked to you
in awhile. Thought I would check in." The girls gave me a thumbs up at my
casualness.
    “Glad you did. Not a great time
tho. Can I get back to you later?”
    Seriously?
    "Don't worry about it. Probably
going to be too busy."
      Not the best way to handle the situation,
but in my defense, we practiced casualness, not maturity.
    "Don’t you think maybe he was
in the middle of something so it was, in fact, not a good time, and that he was,
you know, going get back to you later?" Liz asked.
    "I don't know. Maybe." I
answered sullenly. "But how long do I want to wait this time for him to
get back to me? He said ‘sometime.’ Not in a few minutes. Not later today. Not
even soon.
    “I see your point.” Annie said,
while pondering the situation.
    “Yeah, you’re right.” Liz added.
“Now that I think about it, what kind of guy does that? He felt terrible about
hurting you, but didn’t even check in on you. Especially considering he
specifically said he was going to call you for a date. He’s obviously a...
Annie, tell her what he is. My limited vocabulary prohibits me from using a
word that best fits his description.
    “Um...Douche canoe?” Annie
shrugged.
    Liz snapped her fingers and
pointed to Annie. “Yes. That’s good. I like that.”
    Despite my pissed off mood, my
friends made me laugh. And as the evening progressed, they had lifted my mood
considerably. We decided to turn it into an impromptu Colin bashing complete
with s’mores and pumpkin lattes.
    Over the next few days, I
concentrated on my classes, almost totally, but not quite completely,
forgetting about Colin. I reasoned with myself