“Fuck!” Spencer yelled as her coffee spilled all over a pair of sneakers, “God, I’m so sorry.”

“No.  It’s fine,” a British voice responded, “Today isn’t my best day either.”

Spencer looked up at Caleb and smiled slightly, unsure of how she should feel around him.  “Why? What’s so terribly wrong with your day?”

“Em.  Got whacked in the face by Ashley’s locker door.  I got thumped in the chest by Aiden’s rucksack and had heavy books dropped on my toes.  And now I have coffee stained shoes.”

Spencer cringed at Ashley’s name but nonetheless replied, “Sorry.  You have had a rough day.  I guess my clumsiness hasn’t helped, has it?”

“Well, I guess not.  But my shoes totally have a hankering for caffeine.  So, I guess everything is good.”

Spencer giggled lightly.  “Say, while we’re talking, I wondered if you’d like to go to Egocentric with me.  I hear that they’re having an open mic session,” Caleb asked casually.

Spencer hesitated and blushed profusely, her smile fading.  “Um.  Like a date or something?”

“It doesn’t have to be a date.  We can go as friends.”

Spencer tilted her head slightly before nodding.  “Sure.”

“Excellent! I’ll pick you up at 7? I mean, we’re neighbors and all.  But, still.”

“Sure.  Seven it is then, Caleb.”

Caleb smiled brightly as he backed away.  “Great.  See you tonight then.”

*              *              *

“I got it! She finally said yes! This is awesome news, Aiden!” Caleb exclaimed as he came rushing toward Aiden, “Tonight.  Me and her.  On a date.”

Aiden frowned as Caleb placed his hands on his shoulders and shook him lightly.  “Um, okaaaaay.  That’s good news, Caleb,” Aiden replied, hesitantly.  Aiden adjusted his bag and began to walk in the opposite direction.

“Dude! Aren’t you excited for me?”

Aiden glanced over at the British man again and nodded slowly.  “Um.  Yeah, I said that it was good news.  Congratulations.  What more do you want me to say?”

A puzzled expression washed over Caleb’s face as Aiden’s lack of enthusiasm finally registered in his brain.  “You don’t act like you’re too excited.”

“What the fuck do you expect me to say or do? Fall at your feet and praise you for your success at getting Ashley to go on a fucking date with you?”

Caleb was shocked at Aiden’s outburst and found himself stuttering.  “Ashley? I’m not meeting Ash tonight.  What made you think I was going on a date with her?”

Aiden was in his own state of shock.  “Wait, what the hell?!  You’re not…”

Caleb chucked and cuffed Aiden’s shoulder in good humor.  “No.  I’m meeting Spencer tonight.  Not Ashley.”

“But, you were in love with Ashley just yesterday! You said that you’d love to go out with her sometime.  You…”

“Love Ashley? Heh.  Hell no.  Where did you get that idea?”

“When you were spouting off about how gorgeous she was.  Dude, where is your head? When was Spencer the one that you were going to pursue?”

“Aiden, I never wanted to go out with Ashley!”

Hypocrite! Aiden screamed in his head, Fucking hypocrite.  "Dude," Aiden said, "I got to go.  I got to run."

"Yeah.  Alright," the British man responded.

Date with Ashley.  Pah! Fucking Brit doesn’t know what he wants.  Damn ass doesn’t know what the fuck he wants.