"Well... I wouldn't say that."
"Is that a rejection? Why?" He blurts. "I really do like you. I am not a dickhead like my annoying sister said."
"Hey, I never said you were a dickhead! I only ever said you were a dick." Sharpay defensively argues.
"Same difference!" He yells to her.
"It isn't because of that Kennedy. You are a nice guy. If I wanted to date you, I would despite what your sister says. I like to experience for myself for most things. The reason I'm rejecting you is because I don't like to date younger guys." I answer.
"How old are you?"
"Yes, exactly. How old are you?" They all shift their attention to me to hear my answer. "It wouldn't be fun if I just told you guys, so guess." They started taking wild guesses. Placing money bets on whoever gets it right. One said twenty. Sharpay said twenty-two. Kennedy says thirty. He is indeed a dickhead. His sister told him off before I could. None of them gets it. "All of you guessed wrong. I am twenty-six."
