Nickoli pulled out the chair from the table for me and I gladly sat down. What a gentleman he is. He sat down next to me. His parents were already seated and waiting patiently for us to settle down. I wonder why his parents wanted to meet me.
"Where is Jessica?" Mrs. O'Connell asked no one in particular.
"Who knows and who cares?" Nickoli responded. I smacked him on the head.
"Be nice." He rolled his eyes.
"Always like you to see the good in people," Nickoli said. What's that supposed to mean?
"What? Jessica was nice to me," I said. He nodded.
"Yeah, sure." He said sarcastically. I glared at him and he chuckled.
"Sorry." He said. I shook my head. His parents were both watching us with smiles on their faces.
"Do you know our daughter Jessica?" Mr. O'C
