Skye shrugged. "Okay. It was really a lot of hard work."
"You didn't just delight in finally going to a school dance? You weren't over at my house, for once," Taylor joked.
She rolled her eyes. "I ended up getting drafted into taking up entry fees at the door, and then into working the concessions, and then into helping the photographer. I think I took 2 20-minute breaks in the entire 4 hour period I was there..." She paused to look at a box of lights on a nearby shelf. "Think your mom would like these?"
"Are they multi-colored?" he asked.
She looked closer. "Yup."
"Get 'em," he said. She took them and tucked them under her arm. "Didja dance with anyone?"
"Yeah..."
"Who?"
"Well, Mike," she said. "You remember Lorie's boyfriend, right?" He nodded. "And Nicholas."
"Neither of those count," Taylor said. "Nic's your brother and Mike is practically your brother-in-law. Anyone else?"
"And Randy," she added.
"Randy?" Taylor asked.
"Uh-huh," she replied.
Taylor cast her a sidelong look, frowning. "Were you that lonely?"
Skye laughed. "No. I had Mignette gabbing my ear off the whole night, and I was glad to get up at every chance I got. Give my poor ear a break... Besides, Randy's just a friend. He's on the guys basketball team, so we practice together and stuff..."
"Since when does he play basketball?" Taylor asked, skeptically.
"Are you jealous?" Skye asked abruptly.
"No," Taylor replied a bit too quickly. Skye pushed him. He blushed, and shoved his hands in his pockets. "I'm just curious..."
"If you must know, he tried out last year but didn't make it. This year by some miracle he actually made it though," Skye explained. "I help him out, give him pointers, and such. Believe me, he needs all the help he can get. He's really bad..."
"He's lucky then to have you as a teacher," Taylor said. "You're an awesome basketball player."
"I put you to shame, that's for sure," she snickered. Taylor flashed her a look.
"Uh-huh, suuuuure. I could beat you anytime, anywhere," he said.
"Do I smell a challenge?" she asked.
"Either that or your BO..."
"Well I, unlike you, know how to bathe and use deodorant, so a challenge it must be," she said. "Let's pay and get outta here. We're goin' back to my place and I'm gonna grind your butt into the court."
"In your dreams," he said. "Race you to the register?"
"On three," she said, stopping him and making sure he was even with her with her free arm. "One, two..."
"HEY!" Taylor shouted as she bolted ahead of him. "THAT'S CHEATING!!!!"
