Chapter Two- Dunkin Donuts
Duncan laughed and slapped the joke teller‘‘s back. ““That was good,”” he said in between chuckles. So far, this has been a great night, definitely one of the best. Last night, he scored the winning touchdown. Tonight, teachers smiled proudly at him, his friends worshipped him, and the girls, well, they were fighting for his attention. What made it better even more was that his date and girlfriend was the most popular girl in all of Bayville.
Speaking of his date, where the heck is she?
Duncan looked around the dim, yet brightly decorated gym. No sign of her.
““Hey, d’’you know where Jean is?”” he asked a fellow football player.
““Yeah Dunc, I just asked her a couple minutes ago if she’’d like to dance with me--””
““You what?! She’’s my date! She’’s my girlfriend you idiot! What the hell were ya thinking?!”” he exploded, his hands on his friend’’s collars.
““Whoa! Sorry, dude. Geez, lemme go Duncan. She reje-, um, I mean she said she didn’’t feel like dancing,”” his friend said shakily. Duncan released his grip.
““Okay. So where is she? You said you knew.””
His friend tried to smoothen his once neat suit.
““Uh, she’’s right over-- hey, where’’d she go?””
Duncan looked over to where his friend was looking: an empty table.
He suddenly felt someone tapping his shoulder lightly. ““Uh, Duncan, I don’’t think you’’re gonna like this…….”” His friend pointed somewhere to Duncan’’s left. Duncan’’s eyes followed to where his friend’’s finger was pointing. Duncan’’s eyes widened as he saw Jean Grey and a blonde guy dancing together. Her head rested on his chest, while the guy’’s arms were around her slim waist.
Duncan growled and balled up his fists.
““I can’’t believe this. Y’’know who the crazy idiot is?””
““No……”” his friend replied weakly.
It was amazing how things can change so fast, from being the best night in his life, to being the worst.
““Doesn’’t matter. He’’s gonna be dead meat either way,”” Duncan muttered, as he started to walk towards the slow-dancing couple.
““Dead meat.””