"Nice car. My dad wanted one of these his whole life. He'll never get one, though." She looked down as she got in the passenger seat. She looked up at him again, smiling. "Who are you dating? A guy like you has GOT to have a girl by now."

Caden turned his keys,starting the engine,revving. "Eh,there pretty expensive.Why won't he ever get one?" He listened. "Nah,the cheer team all practicly blow up my phone every day with text like, 'Oh you wanna go to the movies or something?' and im like, 'uh,no.your annoying.' I mean,there are some girls I'd date just,not the cheer team.Too annoying.But yeah,im still single after all these years.Oh well though.I can manage life just fine."

"Huh." She said, hopeful. "What about a volleyball player?" She asked ,hoping she wasn't being too obvious.

"Does'nt depend on sports or hobbies or looks,I mean,unless your face looks like trash,but it really depends on attitude and the reason they want to date you.Like,if they want to date you for popularity?Trash.Looks?Trash.Social Media?Trash.Attitude or good reason to date you?Perfect." He replies.

"Would you date someone like......Me?" She asked quietly. She looked up at him, hoping she hadn't angered him.

"Most likely,yes.Small chance no.Very small chance no." They pulled into DQ's drive-thru. "What do you want?" He questions.

"A Butterfinger small blizzard, please. I forgot to add this into my caloric intake.... the gym is going to be HELL tomorrow..." She says, "Where do you live? I'm just a couple minutes away, y'know."

"I'll ask you a question.What's with the questions?" He asks pointing a fake microphone at her.Caden pulled the car up to the next window and paid before parking and waiting on their blizzards.

She laughed at his intensity. "Just, uh, curious?" She said, nervous. "You're an interesting guy, and....uh....I want to, um, get to know you." She looked at him with a sparkle in her eye. She smiled, glad he wasn't angry. The blizzards came, and she quickly ate hers. She sighed, upset he hadn't gotten the hint yet. Why don't I just, oh i don't know, kiss him? Ugh, he's so hot and he's nice and he cares..... She looked out the window.

"Makes sense." He said as he shoved a spoon-full of blizzard into his mouth. "My adress is 110 Stone Throw Avenue.Next to the big old mansion owned by the Miller's.There's usually a camero parked in front." Caden took another spoonful of the blizzard happily.