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Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends

... or 6'5 when standing, but I'd never learned his name. The guy to my right slid around the table so we were more spread out, then suddenly stuck his hand out to me, waiting for me to shake it. I took it after only a second of hesitation, ignoring how strange and formal it seemed. "I'm Derek, it's great to meet you buddy." he said as he shook my hand. He was smiling, and seemed to actually mean what he'd said. He had messy blond hair that covered his ears, his fringe swept out of his eyes. "Yeah, you too." I replied, smiling back a little. "I know you." said Becky. I turned to her to find that same knowing smile, her eyes narrowed as if she was trying to remember something. Something about her made me nervous. "Uh, yeah. You're...Becky, right?" I said. "We have...something, together." "Yeeah..." she said slowly. "English, right? Mr. Winters?" I couldn't actually remember if that was true, so I just shrugged. "Well, it's nice to actually meet you, anyway." she said. "Right." I said, smiling nervously. She was the first girl I'd really spoken to in a while. Well, unless you count Rose or Jessica. I suddenly remembered the reason I'd never had a girlfriend until very recently. Hot girls made me nervous. 'Not that I have a girlfriend now', I thought to myself. I'd made it clear with Jessica that she wasn't my girlfriend, so why did I just think of her that way? Had to watch out for that. "Frank." said the guy to her right without looking up. He had a deep voice, but spoke quietly. ...

... I didn't know if he was being rude, or if I made him nervous. For some reason it felt like the latter, despite his size. Maybe he just wasn't good at talking to new people. "Hey." I answered. I turned to Rose to see her beaming at me. I rolled my eyes again, and she quickly struck up a conversation with Becky. I sat mostly in silence, eating slowly and letting the conversation wash over me without contributing, like I usually did. Derek, Rose, and Becky talked quickly and comfortably with each other, with Frank chipping in every now and again. Frank's calm demeanour didn't change much, so it was hard to say if he was always like this, or if he was like this because I was here. It felt like he was deliberately avoiding looking at me, but that could have been just because I wasn't talking. Derek was pretty funny, I found myself laughing or smiling along with most of the jokes he made. He seemed like a warm, friendly person, although he got a little loud sometimes. Becky seemed a little serious, but she had a real sarcastic streak too. I slowly realised that I was probably the least attractive person at the table. I didn't really think they were shallow or anything, but it just became apparent to me that Becky, Derek, and Frank were all just attractive people, objectively. Rose and Jessica too, but I already knew that. What really interested me was Jessica. She hadn't said a word since we sat down and seemed even colder than Frank, barely smiling or laughing at anything. Maybe ...