Being Nice

I quickly scanned the lunch room. As usual, Jasmine was standing next to me. For once, she was being quiet. Then I saw Amy sitting alone in the corner.

"Here goes nothing" I mumbled before walking over to her table.

"Hey, do you mind if we sit here" I asked her, my voice totally not cracking.

"Free country" said Amy, not even looking at us. I could easily tell it wasn't out of malus, but being used to being put down, something I'm very familiar with.

"So, how's your day been" I asked. I never claimed to be good at conversation.

"Fine" she said, still not looking at us. One look at Jasmine could tell you she was dying. Things were quite for a few minutes as we all just ate our food. Finally, I spoke up.

"I like your hoodie" I said. For the first time, Amy looked up at me.

"Thanks" she said hesitantly.

"I happen to have the same one. Well, until my cat peed on it" I said. I saw her relax a little.

"I have a cat too. She's peed on a few of my clothes. Good thing she hasn't done that in a while" she said. Ok, this is progress.

"What's your cat's name" I asked her. The conversation went on like this for a while. Jasmine would occasionally jet in, but it was clear she was really bord. Eventually, Amy and I ended up laughing.

"It's been really nice to talk to you. Maybe we can do this again sometime" I offered. This made her smile and blush.

"Y-yeah. That'd be nice" she said as the bell rang.

"Wait, what's your name" she asked me. Yep, I'm such a nobody that most people don't even know my name.

"Joseph. And she's Jasmine" I said to her. Amy smiled and held out her hand.

"Thanks for doing this. It means a lot" she said. I smiled and shook her hand.

"Of course" I said.

"Ugh, you two are so boring. Will you please just kiss already" groaned Jasmine. Well, that killed the mood.