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 Something was clearly bothering Bob. I'm his wife so I could tell. If he thinks I'm just gonna let this go he doesn't know me very well...I look around and Mikey and Marie were already sitting together in a booth across the room. We went and sat down across from them.

"How long does it take to close a window?" Mikey laughs as we sit.

"We were talking about something." I say and Bob picks up the menu of the table and starts reading it over.

"We already ordered for everyone. I hope that's okay." Marie apologizes a little.

"Yeah that's all right Marie." I say looking over at Bob. He was still pretending to read the menu. He wouldn't look at me.

"What's the matter baby..." I whine while nudging him a little. He looks over at me and tries not to smile. Mikey smirks at us a little. "Something's wrong with Bob Mikey." I tell him and he didn't say anything. Mikey just stared at us from across the table.

"What's the matter Bob?" Marie asks him softly.

"Nothing." He says trying to sound upbeat. "Elle's nuts." He says and I just smiled. I could see right through him. So could Marie...

"Is it about school?" Marie asks him and he chuckles.

"Uh no." He says looking back down at his menu. I roll my eyes a little at Marie.

"School?" I laugh a little under my breath.

"Well I'm kinda worried about school." She says tossing her hair a little. "My mom says if I don't pass my math test tomorrow I can't go to the dance on Friday." She tells Mikey frowning a little.

"I'm sure you're gonna do fine Marie. You've been studying right?" He encourages her and she nods.

"Wait...you guys are going to the dance?" I say smiling at them. Oh that was just too cute!

"Well aren't you?" Mikey asks me a little surprised.

"Oh fuck no Mikey I don't 'do' dances." I say and he leans forward on the table.

"You have to go!" he practically screams at me. Reminded me of Heather that day in study hall, when I told her I wasn't going with Paul.

"Fuck why does everyone want me to go so badly!" I laugh a little.

"You're my ride." Mikey sighs a little leaning back.

"What?" I laugh.

"You and Gerard Elle." He pouts a little stirring his straw around in his drink.

"Gerard wants to go to the dance!" I exclaim in disbelief.

"No, he wasn't going to."  Mikey sighed. "But I uh..." He startled mumbling.

"What?" I ask. I couldn't hear a word he said but Bob must've cause he started grinning.

"He didn't want to go but he said he'd bring you if you really wanted to go." Mikey says a little louder. I wrinkled my eyebrows a little.

"Why would he think that I want to go?" I ask. I never told him that. In fact I remember telling him how much I hate going to things like that. Structured activities are so not my thing.

 "I told him that you wanted to go Elle." Mikey says softly and I laugh.

"And he believed you!" I cry out.

"I guess." Mikey shrugs. "Come on Elle. You have to go please." He says begging me a little. I sigh.

"Aw what the fuck Mikey. Fine." I agree and he smiles. "Are you going?" I ask Bob and he smirks.

"Doubtful." He says finally closing the menu up. That's when I realized that Bob didn't have anyone to go with.

"Is it a girl?" I blurt out.

"What?" He says a little confused.

"You're thinking about a girl." I tell him and he shifts a little. "That's what's bothering you." I say and Marie leans forward a little.

"Who is she Bob?" She asks him a little excitedly.

"There's no girl." He says looking off into the distance a little.
 
"So it's a guy?" I say and he laughs. "I mean that's cool Bob if you..."

"I'm not gay Elle." He interrupts me. "I mean it." He says turning to me and looking right into my eyes. He was serious.

"So it is a girl." I repeat and he breaks his eyes away from mine and he kinda blushed for a split second. "Aw! I was right!" I exclaim. "So who is she Bob.. come on." I nudge him a little.

"She's no one." He says and Marie giggles. Mikey continued to just play with his straw.

"Well she got to be some one." I laugh. Bob looks down at the table. "So you gonna ask her out?" I nudge him.

"Uh no." He says shaking his head a little.

"Why not?" I cry out. Bob shrugged. "She'd have to be crazy not to say yes." I tell him and he leans back a little and stretches his neck back and looks up at the ceiling. "Ask her to the dance Bob." I say and he shakes his head no a little. "Why not?" I whine.

"Cause." He says leaning back forward and shifting again.

"Cause why?" I ask.

"Just cause." He replies exhaling a little. "Leave it alone baby." He tells me.

"I wanna help." I say.

"Well don't." He tells me sharply.

"What is she like with someone else?" I ask him trying to figure out why he was resisting my help so much. He didn't answer. Just frowned a little.

"Oh Bob. I'm sorry." Marie tells him.

"For what Marie?" I ask her looking over, shifting my attention away from Bob.

"Well obviously she is with someone else Elle." Marie says nodding towards Bob. "I just feel bad. That's gotta be hard." She says and I make a face.

"Is that true Bob?" I turn and ask him. He had his elbow up on the table, leaning his head into his hand, fiddling with his lip ring a little. He shrugged. "Well then we'll just have to break them up." I declare and Bob drops his hand and leans back against the booth and laughs. "What's so funny?" I ask him a little.

"Elle don't get involved okay." Mikey finally speaks up.

"What?" I gasp a little at him.

"Gerard doesn't like when you get involved in other peoples lives." Mikey scolds me a little.

"Well I don't give a fuck what Gerard likes." I tell him harshly as the waitress approaches our table with the pizza Mikey ordered. "Bob is my husband and if he wants a fucking girlfriend I'm gonna get him one." I say and the waitress gives me a funny look as she drops the pizza on the table.

"You need anything else?" She says and Mikey shakes his head no. Marie was blushing a little. Obviously embarrassed a little that the waitress heard me. Bob was still kinda smiling to himself about I don't know what.

I went to say something to Bob and he held his finger up to my mouth to hush me. "Lets just eat honey okay. We'll talk about this later." He tells me and I pout a little.

"Fine." I mumble a little as we start to eat.

 I wasn't just gonna let this go... Bob's my best friend. If he wants a girlfriend then I'm gonna get him one. He's gonna be happy damn it. Whether he likes it or not...