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sip.
    I thought he’d leave the
room; he got what he came in for. But he huddled up next to me, a pleasant
surprise. A communications major like me, Robert was five foot ten, pale white,
and super cute, with endless freckles, a thin pair of glasses, and a mop top of
dark red hair. He was also gay. At least, I assumed he was.       
    “Who’d you come here with?”
he asked.
    “I was going to ask you the
same question.”
    He tilted his head to the
left. “My friend Bradley. He always talks me into coming to these things. I’m
not much of a party guy.”
    “I’m not either,” I said. “I
hate to admit it, but sometimes I prefer studying in a quiet room somewhere,
than going out and getting wasted.”
    He narrowed his eyes, and
said, “Oh, I’d prefer this over studying.”
    “You would?”
    “Yeah. What I’d rather be
doing right now is laying out on my couch, naked, eating a big bowl of
chocolate chip ice cream, and watching The
Walking Dead . Now that's my idea of a good time.”
    I laughed. “Naked? Really?”
    “Sure. If it was warm
enough.”
    I finished my glass of water,
then filled it up again. I leaned back and looked at Robert from head to toe.
Goofy red pants, long-sleeved collared shirt with little hearts decorated all
over it. He was so perfect for Lukas. They were both dorky, both wore glasses.
They even looked kind of alike.  
    “Would your friend Bradley be
joining you?”
    “What do you mean?”
    “You know. When you’re naked
on the couch.”
    He leaned his head back. “Why
would he do that?”
    I looked away from him, embarrassed.
I wanted to run to the backyard and hide under the biggest rock I could find. “Oh,
I'm sorry. I thought you were... you know...”
    “What? Gay ?”
    “Yeah. I'm so sorry, I
just...”
    He chuckled. “No, no. You're
right, I am. But Bradley's as straight as they come.”
    I laughed real hard, and slugged
him softly on the shoulder. “You tricked me. I was gonna be so mortified!”
    “Sorry. If I can ask... what
gives it away? The way I dress? The way I talk?”
    The way he talked, for sure. But
I didn't want to tell him that, and make him feel self-conscious. “You just
have way too much style to be a straight guy, that's all.”
    That answer seemed to do the
trick, as he scooted even closer to me and displayed an impeccable smile.
“Thanks. That's sweet of you to say.”
    I leaned in closer to him,
too. “Say, you wouldn’t be interested in dating anyone, would you?”
    He pursed his lips real wide
and goofy. “I don't know,” he said. “Maybe. Why, do you know someone?”
    I smiled. “Actually, I—”
    “Well, well, well…” a voice
said from the corner of the kitchen, the most ill-timed interruption of the
day, if not the week. It was Todd, of course. His eyes were focused on Robert,
not me. “Look who we have here.”
    Robert stepped away from me,
and didn’t even say good-bye. “Uhh, hey Todd.”
    He tried to walk to the front
door, but Todd blocked him. “Where do you think you’re going? All the fun’s out
back!” He put his arm around Robert and started guiding him down the hallway.
Todd glanced at me, and shot me an exaggerated smile, like a comic book
villain. “And Sydney, wow, what a surprise to see you here. Glad you’ve mellowed since this morning.”
    I set my glass down, and went
out the side door; I didn’t want to follow his sorry ass. Barely anyone was in
the house any longer, so I figured something of interest had to be going on in
the backyard.
    I emerged under the night
sky. Nope, there was nothing. Just drinks. Lots and lots of drinks.
    “Sydney! There you are! You
disappeared!” Melanie ran up to me and hugged me tight, too tight. Was she
seriously already sloshed? “You’ve met my friends, right? This is Daisy, Kendra…”
    The line of blonde cattle
walked up to me, then past me, to chat up someone they found more interesting.
    “Yes, I believe so,” I said.
    “Oh Steve! Hey Steve!”
Melanie