“Hey, what’re you gonna wear?” One of them said. “I don’t know whether I should dress up all nice’n fancy, or whether just come in casual.”
“You should come in that cute floral dress you wore to Fiona’s party. Ashton couldn’t keep his eyes off you, that night!” The other replied. “Oh my gosh, it’s going to be so much fun!”
“I know,” another said. “I betcha anybody who’s anybody will be there.”
“Oh, hey Taz,” she smiled.
“So,” said the boy, looking at Thalia. “You’ll be there, right?”
“Oh, yeah - um, I’ll...try and make it. You see, I have this thing...” Her voice trailed off.
“That’s okay. But - see you soon...hopefully?” He said. Tasmin felt really embarrassed. What had she butted in to?
“Yeah. Sure. See ya,” she waved at him as he walked off.
“Eh-hem,” Tasmin tried an exaggerated cough. “Er - who was that?”
“That,” Thalia said, smiling ridiculously. “Was Ashton Harvey.”
“No,” Thalia laughed. “He just came over and said hey, and I said hey, and he was like: umm so I didn’t know where your locker was, so I wrote on Natalie’s invite to bring her friends, ‘cause I know you hang out with her. So yeah. Can you make it? And I was like dying and -“
“Okay, okay,” Tasmin laughed. “I get it. So are you going to go? I mean, he really wants you to.”
“Tasmin, you know I wouldn’t do that.”
“Well, I wouldn’t go without you being invited. I know you want to go.”
“What?” Tasmin was shocked. “I don’t know what you are talking about.”
“You so do! I can see that desperate look in your eyes...”
“You are such a bad liar. Anyway, have you heard from Nat?” Tasmin asked, eager to change the subject.
“No, sorry Taz. She seemed a little upset about what you said. I don’t know whether she’s still going to go on Saturday.”
“Oh,” Tasmin was disappointed. Natalie was still angry with her. “Well, I’ll see you later, okay?”
“Okay,” Thalia smiled. “See you,”
Tasmin waved as she walked off. Wow, she thought. Thalia had been right when she said Ashton was aesthetically appealing.