"Oh... my... God." Megan crossed her arms and made more of a production out of those three little words than just the simple question Caitlin asked her a few days later about Derrick. "It was just coffee."
"But you had a date with..with Dung." Caitlin was puzzled. They hated Derrick. It was still unanimous, wasn't it?
"Yeah, it was OK. Nothing great. Not bad." Megan sighed as she was trying to make herself an egg burrito before her class started. Smed was already gone. He was amazing at avoiding her. "It wasn't a date with Derrick. He ...just needed...to talk."
Megan wanted to tell her that she didn't think Derrick was that bad anymore, but she knew what Caitlin would say. She'd tell her she was just under Derrick's spell.
"I'm not going out with him, OK." Megan promised.
"It was just a fluke that it happened. He's a funny guy." Megan sighed, wondering what else could she say. Naturally, Caitlin left her in mid sentence. Megan followed, locking up. She supposed she'd said too much about Derrick, already.