Page 48 of Blind Date
Throwing my pen down, I turned my chair and staredout at the busy city. Grabbing my phone, I sent Sam a text message.
Good morning. There’s an event at the country club tomorrow that I need to attend, and I would like you and Zoey to join me.
Good morning. The country club?
Yes. My grandmother is hosting it, and it’s a big deal. What do you say? Interested in spending the day with a bunch of rich people? It would be a great opportunity for you to archetype them.
I’d love to go. Count us in.
Excellent. I’ll pick you both up at 11:00 am.
I’m looking forward to it.
By the way, how are the students?
Just walking into class now. Wish me luck.
Good luck.
I set my phone down and smiled. My grandmother was going to hate this, and nothing could make me happier.
Samantha
I stepped into my classroom and set my coffee on my desk. When the bell rang, the students filtered in one by one and took their seats. Devon strolled in with a wide grinon his face, like he couldn’t wait to bring up what he saw last night. I grabbed the basket from my desk and walked around the room, collecting each of their phones.
“I saw Sam last night,” Devon announced. “She was kissing Mr. Darcy.”
The class gasped.
“Against a building on the sidewalk,” he said.
More gasps. The students started talking amongst themselves.
“Okay. Settle down,” I said. “Yes, I went on another date with Mr. Castile last night. And yes, we kissed. I’m an adult.”
“Technically an adult,” Chet said.
“Thanks for that, Chet.” I pointed at him.
“So, like, is he your boyfriend now?” Delilah asked.
“No. Mr. Castile and I are not a couple. We went on two dates. End of discussion, unless you all want to lose your extra credit. Because I can do that.” I grinned.
“But that’s not fair,” Delilah whined.
“Oh, my dear Delilah, it is. Now, let’s discuss the first four chapters of Pride and Prejudice.”
I walked over to the board and wrote in all caps:
CHAPTER 1 – LET’S MEET THE BENNET FAMILY.
Chapter Twenty
Samantha
“You look incredible.” I smiled as I stared at Greta in her slinky black dress.
“Thank you. Why do I feel a little nervous? I’m never nervous.”
