Whelp, Trisha had been surprised; shocked; stunned to see Tyler the next day, though it was as dejected as a person could ever possibly look in their lifetime. The poor thing kept glancing her way, and eventually she couldn't help but lock eyes with him once during math. He was so taken off guard that he had been spotted that he looked quickly away pretending as if he hadn't been looking at all. As if. ... But she didn't feel his gaze on her for the rest of the period.<br/><br/>It was sad walking around like that; she wasn't exactly lonely, but it was definitely weighing on her conscious. Man, she was stupid. She should have just explained things. But then he would have just pined at her and kept up hope for one day in twenty years or something, right? Right. She had to believe in her original fears, because they were what she had decided to act upon in the end.<br/><br/>Lunch came, and Trisha sank down into a seat at the table, not there for more than a few seconds before someone came around behind her.<em> 'Hey, Trish!'</em><br/><br/>"Hunh? Yeah?" She looked up and back at the broad shouldered boy, not flinching away as he leaned a hand against the lunch room table to get closer to her. "Oh, hey, Rich."<br/><em><br/>'Oh, hey? Common, is that what you say to your date?'</em><br/><br/>"I never said I was going; you're delusional." Which somehow he took at a complete joke and laughed it off.<br/><em><br/>'Why don't you come sit with us today? We're planning out graduation. There's gonna be a party at Rachel's mom's house; the big one. She said you can come if you want.'</em><br/><br/>"What, so you can all pretend how adult you are and get drunk off a little cheap wine?" She pat one of his big beefy arms, "nah, I'm good."<br/><em><br/>'You'll come around! I hope you will! But yeah, six o' clock; I'll pick you up! Only a few days away, right?'</em>Rich was already walking. Trisha recoiled and stared at his back surprised that someone could be so dense. What the heck?<br/><br/>"Rich...! Christ..."