Blow off Wendy

He knew it would come down to this. He was going to have to make choices, winnow down his selections. If he jumped up from sitting with Amy to go sit with Wendy, Amy would be madder than if he'd never sat with her in the first place.

He tried to **** a smile at Wendy as she marched by but he didn't think it convinced Wendy and Amy looked like she wasn't happy. Well, shit.

He tried to make conversation with Amy, finally asking to see her Trig homework so they could go over their answers together, but her conversation grew shorter and more abrupt as they drove.

This was not the way he'd planned things to go. Shit, where was Karen when he needed her?

"See you after class," he promised as the bus pulled up to the school.

"Yeah, sure Matt."

As far as rousing votes of confidence went, that was a big fat zero.

Would he have been better off inviting Wendy to sit with him. Now that he thought about it, Amy's problem wasn't that she didn't have a boyfriend. Not specifically, anyway. It was that she didn't have any friends at all. He could have helped her make one. Instead he'd pissed off both girls. There had to be a lesson here although he wondered if it might be too late for these relationships.

She stomped off the bus leaving Matt alone with Ophelia.

Hey Ophelia, can I buy you a coffee?