The Talk

Angel

By Monday, everything was back to normal with Sarah and Angel. They'd never spent their morning or lunch breaks together. So when Angel saw Dana by her locker just before lunch, he figured it was as good a time as any to take care of this once and for all.

Two friends were with her. Her eyes brightened when she saw him approach. She quickly dismissed her friends. "I'll talk to you guys later."

"Hey." She smiled big at Angel, tossing her hair back. "What's up?"

"Do you have a minute?"

"For you? Of course."

"I know what you were doing Friday, Dana. It's gotta stop."

Her smile dissolved, and she glanced into her locker. "I don't know what you mean."

"Sure you do." He spoke calmly.

She stared straight ahead. "You gave me that jersey, don't you remember?"

"No, I lent it to you, and you never gave it back."

She shifted her weight and finally met his eyes. Angel saw right through her attempt to appear injured. "You want it back? Is that what this is about?"