I quickly faced the band again. With each song, my body danced in time to the music, rocking back and forth in the chair. Many men had come forward, a...king for a dance, but I had declined all offers, choosing to just watch the crowd and sit. The barmaid came to my table and placed a fresh margarita down. Nodding to the men behind me, she said "with their compliments." As I turned my head to thank them, my face almost touched the man's crotch. I felt his hand on my shoulder and I shivered. He switched on the television hoping to drown out his deplorable swarming mind and pained chest. Surprise, nothing was one that was even a tad tantalizing. Joe had just had about enough; ready to pull his curly blonde hair out, when his pocket vibrated. He pulled out his phone to see one new message from Ben. Ben and Joe had been close lately; Ben and Joe had met at concert of The Damage’s. The message read... Iya Joe! You doin’ anything? X -Ben Joe smiled lightly, knowing he had someone. "I don't care what they think," said Laura. "But I do love you, and I love Ami too. Honey, do you think we could all live together if we didn't love each other?" So you're saying you love me, but it's a different kind of love," said Cara."No," said Laura, "it's never as easy as that. You can't quantify love or put labels on it. We just express it in different ways."Cara twirled her spoon in the melting ice cream. "But," she said after a few minutes, "Brenda is the one who showed Kelly about. "And I've been pretty good at accepting responsibility lately. What do you want me to do? I just asked coach the same question. I plan to ask your mom that question on Monday. So, I'll ask you, too."My best plan is to sit in class and keep my mouth shut — completely. I don't know how that can be misconstrued as disruptive. But, if it is, at least you know ahead of time what I'm doing. The whole reason I didn't mention any of this shit to you is exactly this. If my goal was to make your mom's.