Chapter 8: Nora

“You most certainly didn’t just ask a boy to our all-girl dance-a-thon,” said Miranda more stern that I had heard her in a long time. I dropped my eyes to my feet and kicked a ball of paper that was next to my foot.

“Uhh sort of, I guess. I mean come on, when am I ever going to have this chance again?” I pleaded. “I don’t care about your chances to hook up with some strange dude. I want my girl time!” She was visibly angry now.

“But Miranda, it was fate that brought Grace to the same panel as us, it was fate that made her eavesdrop, it was fate damn it and I won’t ignore it!” I said getting heated.

“Fate my ass! You know I don’t believe in that shit. Fate didn’t bring Grace to this panel, her vagina did and you know it!” she shouted back. I tried hard but it made me laugh and I had lost.

“Damn you, Miranda! I’m still going to meet and dance with him but I will cut it short okay?” I asked putting on puppy dog eyes.