But she continued talking to other people.There were a lot of cute girls there, a lot of them were older. A couple girls who he didn't know asked him ...hat grade he was in, and seemed surprised that he was a freshman. They told him he looked much older. But then they didn't pay much attention to him. A few freshman girls that Mike had invited all hung out with the older guys, and Matt felt depressed. It isn't fair, he thought.He sat like a stone at the kitchen table, his head starting to hurt.. The entourage paused too. It looked like they were accustomed to his strange meandering. Nobody else paid much attention either. In this part of the world, no one seemed particularly concerned with purpose, just with wealth and notoriety. They were here to be seen, so if the Blake Calder was willing to be their audience, the attention was quite welcome.Jackie was the one who felt out of place. Too much function, not enough fashion. Given some preparation time, she knew she'd fit right in with. He power-walked over to us, heaving breath after breath through his lungs. Before he took his final step, his eyes turned to me, giving me an astounded look.“Who’re you?” he asked.“I’m Danicka.” My arm wrapped around Sam’s and I held it close. “I’m his date.”Jack’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head. “You’re real?!” He started to laugh, turning away from us. “Man… Heh heh… Sam’s told me all about you. I thought he was lyin’, but… here you are!” He gave Sam a pat on the shoulder. “Guess I owe. “Mind if I join you for dinner?” “Ho, ho, ho, little girl,” I bellowed as I reached for her arm. “What would you like for Christmas?” I pulled her onto my lap. Rachel giggled and climbed off. “You’d better eat while you can, Santa.” She hopped off my lap. I went with Rachel to the small lounge area where she produced a sandwich for each of us and the promised Coke. We chit-chatted as we ate. She also let me know that the regular helpers would not be back. She gave them the rest of the evening.