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door once we arrived. He seemed anxious or riled up. Maybe it was the match. He held my hand a little too tightly. I looked at him funny and he smirked and kissed my fingers as we waited for everyone else to order. Tate ordered me an iced coffee and himself a big burger with the works. We sat scattered around two pushed together tables and listened to the country playing on the radio above us screaming some Taylor Swift song.
     
    For some reason my eyes kept drifting to Dee and Eli. He seemed so disinterested so why did he let her touch him and carry on like that? Every time I looked his way, he was already looking at me. You’d think I’d be creeped out or feel weird about it but, it felt almost welcome to me. It was strange why I was so ok with it but I knew I had to let this go...whatever this little attraction to Eli was. So when Tate started touching me, I completely opened myself up to it and tried to feel every sensation it gave me. I wanted to be full of Tate, my boyfriend.
     
    I ran my hand up his thigh after he did the same to me. I played with his fingers as his thumb caressed my wrist. When he leaned over to peck the side of my neck, as he did often, I leaned back to him and kissed his jaw, my hand gripping his arm. He looked at me with a pleased but surprised face. He pulled me to sit in his lap.
     
    “What’s gotten into you?” he whispered amusedly in my ear.
     
    “What? You don’t want me to?”
     
    “Oh, I want you to. You’re just usually not like this.”
     
    “Well, I want to play tonight,” I said and bit my lip. “Is that wrong?”
     
    He grinned and pulled my face to his, his lips were greedy and I tasted alcohol. Someone had brought a flask with them and the guys had spiked their drinks. Great. I didn’t stop though, there was no point. I ran my hands through his hair and let him kiss me. I stopped him once his hand tried to slide too far up my thigh.
     
    “Clara,” he growled quietly in my ear. “You are such a tease.” I looked at him but he was smiling a little. “One of these days...”
     
    He seemed a little more frustrated with the brakes than usual. I wondered about it but let it go.
     
    When the girl brought our food, I cringed, knowing exactly what was coming.
     
    “Hey, Molly. Nice costume. You know it’s not Halloween yet but you get points for showing up early,” Dee sneered and the expected heckling and laughing followed.
     
    Molly was our school Goth. She worked at this burger joint that we loved to come to and Dee and the rest of them always gave her crap every time we came.
     
    “Bite me, Deidre. You couldn’t pull off black anyway.”
     
    “Oh, you’re right about that. I’m not dead.”
     
    “Yet,” Molly said and smiled brightly before bouncing off.
     
    Dee fumed and huffed.
     
    “Eli, did you hear what she said to me?”
     
    “Yep,” he answered easily.
     
    “Well?” she replied indignantly.
     
    “Well?” he said and drug it out to be sarcastic.
     
    “You’re not going to do anything about it? She practically threatened me!” she yelled and put a hand on her chest to barter some sympathy.
     
    “That sounds like a job for a boyfriend to me.”
     
    She scoffed as Mike and Tom laughed. I saw her turn red but then she switched and smiled, albeit fake.
     
    “Ah, is that your way of asking me to go out with you? So sweet,” she said and kissed his cheek from behind, wrapping her arms around his neck.
     
    He didn’t comment and didn’t look at her, only me. I started to wonder why no one noticed that he’d pretty much stared at me all night.
     
    Before Molly returned, Dee orchestrated revenge, as always. She poured her water glass on the floor next to her chair. When Molly came, Dee specifically complained about her burger and asked her to come view the hair in plain sight. When she did, she slipped and fell on her butt, right there in front of everyone, including other customers.
     
    “Oopsy! That’s a Workman’s