“But if they think we’re a couple, we'll get the couples discount!”
It was Friday night, and Sandra was exasperated. She had wracked her brain, trying to find a way to get Hardy's wavering attention. She needed an excuse, and she needed it now. "Ah!" Her sudden exclamation costed her a few sideway glances from her neighbours in that small cafe. She cowered in embarrassment and tried her best to string the words in her head. She looked up again at Hardy McKenzie, who was chatting away with his bestfriend, Tom Forest at the wooden counter across the barista. With a determined look and a clenched fist, she stood up and started making her way to the pair of boys. Hardy noticed her and smiled anticipatingly, while his wavy hair bobbed around as he laughed at a joke that Tom made about ferrets. When she came by his stool and stood there awkwardly, he pretended he didn't see her so that he wouldn't look so eager to the fact that Sandra Woodland, the university's hottest nerd had came over to talk to him. "Hi Hardy", Sand...