CHAPTER TWELVE

The boys had just finished their lunch and were now making their way out of the restaurant's door. Sam wanted to tell Connor about the ‘date’ with Rose but he was so nervous. He didn’t know what had caused the nerves to take over his body. Was it because of a girl? Was it because of…… Rose? Connor had noticed how awkward Sam was acting so he spoke first, breaking the silence which had consumed them.

“So when is the date?”

Connor asked Sam.

“The what and with who?”

Sam asked just wanting to clarify what he had heard. Connor smirked at Sam’s attempt to act oblivious,

“The ‘date’ with Rose, when is it?”

Sam knew that this would eventually happen either by him telling Connor or Connor finding out for himself. He just didn’t want it to be the latter but there was nothing he could do now so he just went with it.

“Friday.”

Sam answered. He still wasn’t good with answers that were more than one word but he was trying.