+chapter.eight+

This Chloe girl wasn't too bad. She was actually pretty cool. We had a lot of the same likings, but a lot of differences too. That was the cool part.

"Do either of you want anything to drink?" Ike asked.

"If you don't mind…" I spoke.

"Yea, please. I'll pay you back when we get home," Chloe replied.

"Oh, it's no problem. Really," Isaac replied. I looked into his chocolate brown eyes. I liked him so much. We reached the Mickey D's and Chloe and I sat down in a booth.

"Spill. How long have you liked him?" Chloe asked once out of earshot.

"How did y-"

"I just did. Now, facts dear girl, facts!"

I smiled. "Awhile…about eight months now."

Chloe smiled. "Have you told him?"

"He's oblivious to everything," I said looking at Ike in the line. He smiled. I smiled back.

"Do you want him to know?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you give me a soda, guy, and ten minutes, I can hook you up," Chloe said, a sly smile on her face.

"Could you?" I asked.

Chloe smiled. "Sure. Whenever you want, bail. Say you're goin' to powder your nose so I know to start in for the kill."

I smiled widely. "Thank you so much!"

Chloe smiled. "No problem." Isaac came back with the three sodas. I smiled up at him.

"Thanks," I spoke.

"Sure," Ike replied and sat down across the table from me, next to Chloe.

Chloe had her back against the wall and her knees against her chest and her arms resting on her knees. She looked at Ike. He smiled at her and she gave a soft smile and looked at me.

"I'm gonna go powder my nose…" I spoke.

Chloe smiled at me. "Aight. Take your time."

I nodded and got up from the booth. I walked slowly to the ladies room, not wanting to seem obvious. Hopefully, she would convince Ike into asking me out.