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his
eyebrows and gave me a cocky grin.
    “I didn’t mean
that…I just meant…here’s your popcorn!” I practically threw it at him before
spinning around to get his drinks.
    “Why did you
think I was Logan?” he asked with a slight chuckle. He seemed to be enjoying my
embarrassment.
    “Um…you’re not
wearing glasses.” I placed his drinks on the counter and told him the total.
    Opening his
wallet, he pulled out a twenty and handed it to me. “I only wear them at
school.”
    I gave him his
change and instead of leaving, he moved over, leaning against the wooden
counter, his tousled hair falling into his eyes as he watched me.
    While I filled
the next order, I turned my head to look at him. “Don’t you need them to see?”
    “I usually wear
my contacts, but when Logan started acting like a jerk, I got tired of girls
slapping me in the face.” I laughed. “You think that’s funny?”
    “Yes, I do.
Does he get slapped too?”
    “Yeah, but now
that I wear my glasses and dress differently, he gets the brunt of it.”
    I laughed
again, placing a lid on the cup I had just filled. “Good, he deserves it.”
    He stood in
silence, leaning on the counter absently tapping his fingers on the wooden top,
while I filled orders. He didn’t seem to want to leave.
    “Is that why
you don’t talk to anybody, because you’re afraid to get slapped?” I asked him,
after handing another customer their order.
    He looked
thoughtful for a moment. “I used to get blamed a lot for the way Logan acted, so it’s easier to stick with my own friends.”
    I felt sorry
for him, and since I had no customers at the moment, I moved closer. “It must
be hard, having him for a brother.”
    “It’s not so
bad. He doesn’t act like that at home.” He glanced at me and our eyes locked. I
always knew the color of his eyes was hazel, but now that I was this close, I
could see flecks of gold in them. His gaze held, and for some reason, I didn’t
want to look away. We stood on opposite sides of the counter, leaning toward
each other.
    “Excuse me,
could we get some help? The service here really sucks.” Lucas and I jumped back
guiltily.
    I looked over
to where Emma and Derrick were grinning wickedly. They were standing in front
of my cash register waiting to be served. I was so wrapped up in our
conversation, I didn’t even hear them approach.
    Lucas cleared
his throat. “Um…Sarah, I better get in there with the popcorn before Andy
starts to gnaw on the seats.” He waved as he walked away, juggling all the
food. He had an armload; I hoped he didn’t drop any of it.
    When I glanced
back at my friends, they were still staring at me. “What?”
    Emma spoke
first. “What were you talking to Lucas about?”
    “How did you
know it was him? I thought he was Logan at first,” I said, wandering back over
to stand in front of her.
    “Well, he does
look like Logan without his glasses, but I doubt you’d be staring into his
eyes.”
    I felt my face
go hot again. “I was not.”
    Derrick
laughed. “Oh yes you were.”
    “Order
something or go away,” I said, only half kidding.
    They placed
their order, still grinning at me. I poured their drinks and filled their
popcorn in silence, listening to their banter. When I finished, I shoved their
drinks at them, nearly sloshing soda on Derrick's black denim jacket.
    “Are you going
to tell me what you two were talking about or not?” Emma asked me after she
took a sip from her drink. The straw squeaked as she moved it around the lid.
    “No, I’m not,
I’m working. Now go enjoy your movie.” I waved them away. They laughed as they
headed into the theater.
    Since my shift was
over in an hour, I wouldn’t see my friends come out, a fact that I was relieved
about. I knew Emma wasn’t finished grilling me about Lucas.
     
    At home, I watched a movie with my parents,
a romantic comedy about a couple who met at a funeral. I guessed it was my
mom’s pick, or we’d be watching a war