Don't look now,” Jay leaned over to whisper, “but the dude at three o'clock is checking you out.”
I immediately looked and Jay grunted. How funny-the guy really was looking at me. Albeit with bloodshot eyes. He gave me a nod and I had to suppress a ridiculously girly giggle as I turned back around. I busied myself playing with a strand of my dirty-blond hair.
“You should talk to him,” Jay said.
“No way.

Auteur: Wendy Higgins