#Chapter 32: Stood Up

Rowena “Eric, you asshole! You stood me up!” Eric and I both whipped our heads around at the sudden shrill voice that was breaking through the air. When I turned, I felt my heart sink. Heather. She stormed up to him and stopped just a few feet away, her face beet red with fury and her hands curled up into fists. For a few moments, it seemed as though she didn’t notice me standing there outside the movie theater. “Heather,” Eric said with a surprising amount of calmness for someone who was about to be chewed out on the street. “What are you talking about?” “What do you mean, ‘what am I talking about’?” Heather huffed. “I got all dressed up for our date, and you didn’t even think to tell me you weren’t coming?” Eric furrowed his brow. “I never agreed to a date.” “Yes, you did.” She folded her arms across her chest. “You said you would meet me at the club.” “No. I said I might be there tonight. I never said that I would meet you there.” There was a long, tens