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spin as I tried to narrow down the things I was interested in actually having. Why restaurants had massive menus I’d never know.
    Neil brought our drinks before whizzing away, not even asking us if we were ready to order, which Travis definitely was. I was willing to bet money that he was going to get that chicken dish.
    “Travis?” I heard someone yell.
    I looked up and saw Travis turn around, only to see a few guys standing behind him, not too far away.
    “Hey, dude, how the hell are you?” Travis asked, standing up, giving them “bro” hugs.
    “Dude, we’re awesome. Where have you been? We’ve been trying to get a hold of you for like a week,” the man said.
    “I had a project, man. It was horrible, but it’s all over now. I’m just out with my friend Alexis,” he said, pointing to me.
    His friend Alexis? Not even saying he was on a date with me, but that I was just some buddy, a friend he was hanging out with? Like he was doing me a favor by going out with the leper. Travis ignored me beyond that point, only talking to his friends, acting as if I were just an invisible girl sitting across from him. I was annoyed, but I kept my mouth shut. Like I needed his friends thinking I was some crazy, obsessive, ball-busting girl he should stay away from.
    “Hey, you should come have a shot with us! We’re buying!” one of the guys said.
    “Yeah!” another one yelled, all of them grabbing him and pulling him away.
    I sat there, staring at him getting whisked away, in complete disbelief that he was actually gone. Was I just supposed to sit here alone, letting him go off with his friends? I wasn’t the kind of girl who didn’t let the guy go have fun with his buddies, but I didn’t think it would happen on a date, especially one so early on in the potential relationship. Call me old-fashioned, I guess.
    Neil came back, asking if I was ready to order, but I declined, saying I was waiting for my date to get back. I didn’t say he was getting drunk in the bar. Hopefully Neil thought I wasn’t a loser and that Travis was just in the bathroom or something.
    After twenty minutes, my anger and disbelief raging inside me, Travis wandered back, a smile across his face, like he was the happiest guy in the world. He was laughing, though not at me, and sat down, looking at me like everything was fine and normal.
    “Are you serious?” I asked.
    “What?” he replied.
    “You left me here alone for like twenty minutes. That’s very rude,” I said.
    “Oh, shut up. Don’t be like that, Alexis. I can’t help it if my buddies want to me a couple shots. What am I going to say?” he asked.
    “No! You say no! You say that you’d love to, but that you’re on a date with someone and you can’t. That’s what you say,” I retorted.
    “Just stop being so clingy and obsessive. We’re here, we’re having a good time. Just get over it,” he said, before opening his menu, his face red, as he was clearly angry at me for no damn reason.
    I couldn’t believe how full of himself he was. He was an ass, incredibly rude, and it seemed like when he was around his friends, he turned into a completely different person. This wasn’t the guy I talked to online. This wasn’t the man I went on a great first date with. This was some kind of monster, a true Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
    Sure, Chase was full of himself, he had a big ego, but he paid attention to me on our dates. It was like I was all he had eyes for; he gave me all his attention, no matter who would be standing near him, talking into his ear. Hell, the fucking President could be there with him and he’d still give me all of his attention. It almost made it fine that he was cocky and full of himself. I got his attention, and that was all that mattered.
    I hated to think it, but after writing that text I never sent to Chase earlier, and now going on this “date” with Travis, it seemed like I made the wrong choice in men. Maybe Travis wasn’t the good choice, even