Page 55 of How to Win the Girl

Even so, skipping a class for a boy feels desperate. Doesn’t it?

I may need to phone a friend for this, shooting a message to Stella, who isn’t home but probably has her phone in her hand.

I’m taking a poll. If a girl is asked on a date, but the girl has a class, should she skip it for a guy?

That depends. Who is the girl, and who is the guy?

Um. I don’t want to say.

DAISY MAY, YOU BETTER TELL ME WHO YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT.

My middle name is not May, by the way—it’s Bethany—but that’s what Stella loves calling me, and I hadn’t wanted to give her details because I need her to be objective.

I need an impartial 3rd party to answer this poll.

Then you shouldn’t have come to me, especially if it involves you. Ha ha.

Fine. The girl is me, and the guy is…

Drew Colter

DAISY MAY ELIZABETH BETHANY ARE YOU FUCKING KITTEN ME RIGHT MEOW. YOU BETTER GO ON THAT DATE

Well. I guess I have my answer—a biased one but an answer nonetheless.

Are you SURE? Because right now, we’re just friends, and I don’t want to ruin it.

If you do not go on this date, I am breaking up with you, and I’m packing up my things and moving out. The only other eligible bachelor on campus worth salivating over is Drake Colter, and he will never settle down. Drew is the next best thing.

My heart squeezes.

Drew is the next best thing?

Is that how people see them? Drake as the prize and Drew as the consolation?

I instantly get a glimpse into what being a Colter might be like, and I don’t love it for him.

Let me know how it goes. I’m in the middle of letting Tyler Turnbow give me a foot rub…

I nod and reply:

I’ll send screenshots.

I switch to the app to message Drew.

Daisy to Drew:Alright, I have confirmation that I can hang out with you tomorrow.

Drew:I don’t even know what that means. Confirmation?

Daisy:Yes, I asked a friend what she thought, and she gave me the thumbs-up.

Drew:I’m sure she did LOL

Daisy:Hey, don’t get cocky. I didn’t even tell her who asked me to hang out.

Drew:Would you stop saying hang out? We’re going on a date, not hanging out.

Drew:Stop trying to keep me in the friend zone.

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