"I wanted to know if you guys are going to the game tonight. Coach is going to do something for Dean." Kendrick turns to me. "You might want to be there. As his girlfriend, you could come down to the field if you want."
"For what? What's going on?"
"Danny started a fund for Dean to help pay medical bills and shit. Coach is going to announce it tonight. See if we can get donations."
"That's a good idea. I wasn't even thinking about that."
"Danny said maybe you'd want to say something."
"What would I say?"
He shrugs. "You know Dean better than the rest of us. I mean, we're friends and shit, but you know how he is. He likes to keep shit private. He's never even let any of us go to his house except for you and Danny. If you don't want to say anything tonight, that's fine. I just wanted to ask."
"I could. I just don't know what I'd say."
"Say he's a jerk who doesn't deserve you," Eve says, shoving her tray aside.
Kendrick looks between Eve and me. "What's she talking about? Did you and Dean have a fight?"
"It's nothing." I turn to Kendrick. "I'll do it. When do I need to be there?"
"Game starts at seven so a little before that. Come down to the field. Coach will go first, then Danny, and then you."
"Any way you could give me a ride?"
"I can't. I'll be here getting ready for the game."
"I can take you," Eve says.
"See you tonight." Kendrick gets up, smiling at Eve. "I like your hair. And that shirt kicks ass."
Eve's jaw drops, her eyes going to me as he leaves. "What was that about?"
"He likes you."
"No, he doesn't. The asshole almost got us detention for cheating. The only reason we didn't is because our test answers weren't even close. There's no way we were cheating."
"He wasn't cheating. He was staring at you."
"Yeah. Like an idiot."
"Like a guy who likes you. He was staring at you again just now. He didn't even hear me talking to him."
"He wasn't staring at me." She gets up. "Let's go."
"Eve, I'm telling you," I say, getting up. "His eyes were glued to you as you ate that pudding."
"Maybe he's hungry for pudding."
"Or you."
She laughs. "Yeah, I'm sure that's it. Let's get out of here."
I walk with her as she drops off her tray.
"What am I going to say tonight?" I ask.
"Why did you agree to it? You're not even dating the guy anymore."
