I kicked Logan gently under the table and he sighed. Boys. They just like to make things awkward.
"Hey, Morgan," Luke, who was sittng between Cat and I, tapped me and I looked at him. He paused.
"Yes?" I prompted.
"Uh... I forgot. It probably wasn't important."
"OK." I pulled my hair round to one side to stop it wetting the back of my shirt, but parts of it just fell back. "Luke, can I borrow your jacket?"
"I, uh, yeah, sure, sure," he shrugged it off and passed it to me. It was warm, I smiled.
"I hope you don't mind it getting wet."
"Nah, I don't mind."
Liz, who was opposite Luke, raised an eyebrow at me and Cat wolf-whistled. I gave them both thanks for that looks and Luke shifted uncomfortably. Like I said: boys just like to make things awkward.
I broke the awkwardness by reaching to the complete other end of the table and stealing one of Isaac's chips.
He frowned, but grinned, which was strange combination. "You have your own chips."
Liz followed my example, nicking another chip and dipping it in his ketchup. "And your point is?"
Cat, who always seemed to do the moe daring thing, took three of Isaac's chips and put them all in her mouth at once.
Isaac laughed. "Would you girls like one of my chips?" He asked sarcastically.
"Nah, I'm good." I grinned.
"I've got my own," Liz giggled.
"You're all right," Cat snickered.
Logan looked pver at me thoughtfully. "That jacket suits you," he said.
"Logan," I laughed. "I thought you were going to say something life changing then. Like 'your hair looks nice' or 'why aren't you wearing your glasses?'."
Logan ignored Luke's nervous thumb twiddling. "Yeah? Well, why aren't you wearing your glasses?"
"I don't need them."
"Yes you do," everyone on the table contradicted.
"Morgan, I had to read the menu for you." Cat raised an eyebrow.
"I have chlorine in my eyes."
"You were wearing goggles."
Logan passed over my glasses, and I slid them on. Everything suddenly became slightly clearer. I frowned in defeat. They all laughed.