It was Friday afternoon at Dalton and kids were all over campus. Some were new faces visiting old friends. Others were loading up into cars for weekend road trips. Danny and Blaine had met up after their last class and had been hanging out all afternoon. They had tried calling Chris, but she wasn't answering. Which meant that she had locked herself into the art building. Which was the only place on campus that had terrible cell phone reception. It was as if they administration had implanted cell signal blocking things in the walls and ceiling when they built the building in order to keep their students isolated and focused.
Or it was just in a dead zone.
Either way, the boys started making their way across campus to the art building to find her. Once there, they realized the doors were inexplicably locked. But some students carrying tackle boxes with their names painted on them walked out and held the door open for them. They walked through the dark hallways. Danny showed Blaine where he was twice a week that he would come home covered in mud. They kept walking and found her in a computer lab and tried to go in to find that those doors were locked too.
"What is it with this place and locked doors?" Blaine asked as Chris hopped up and hit the wall by the door, which made the door make a popping noise, and the boys could enter. They walked in and saw that she had hit a big, round, red button on the wall with the word "exit" written in white letters on it.
"This place is like a military base." Blaine said as he looked around inspecting all the computers and other electronic equipment in the room. Danny sat down at the station next to Chris and scooted over in the roller chair to see what she was working on.
"What are my boys up to on this wonderful day?"
"We're done with class and were trying to find you to see what you were doing."
"I'm working on a dumb project. I have no idea how to use this program, so I've been up here for three hours now just trying to figure this crap out."
"When's it due?"
"Not for a while, but we have to use this program all the time, so I figured I'd play around now before I really have to know what I'm doing."
"So you can go hang out with us?"
"I can't believe you're running all macs in here! How are they networked?" A disembodied voice came from beneath a table. Chris and Danny gave each other a concerned look and then went to see where Blaine had buried himself.
"Please don't break anything. I really can't afford to pay for you to piddle with everything in here."
"No, I know. I don't think the three of us together could pay for it. But I'm pretty sure this system is destined for failure."
"Look, just because you hate Apples, doesn't mean they're bad computers."
"Except that I hate them because they're bad computers, not the other way around."
"Bad for you. Good for me."
Danny butted in at this point. "Aaaand we're done with this argument. Blaine, come out from the cord jungle and let's talk about what we're going to do tonight."
"Ok. Ow!" Blaine hit his head on the way out from under the desk.
"Well, wherever we go, it has to involve food. This girl skipped lunch and she is starving!"
"Hey! Why don't we go the Cosmic Digital Zone?"
"No offense, Blaine, but Danny and I would also like to have fun tonight..."
Danny laughed and Blaine gave him a semi-dirty look.
"No, it's not just for me. They have an arcade and laser tag and food and coffee and, yes, computers, but it's like a grown up version of Chester's."
"How do you know of this place? Did you go without us?" Chris inquired.
"No, I would have known about it. He's either been in class or in our room."
"No, some of the guys in my classes were talking about how disappointed they were in it; how they were mislead to find out it was just a place for people to play."
"Disappointed?"
"Yeah, they were hoping for a quiet internet cafe, but were wrong. But it sounded fun to me, so I looked it up online. It's also open pretty late, so we can hang out there for a good, long while."
Danny and Chris looked at each other and shrugged.
"That's fine, but I'd really like to work some more on this before leaving, and I'd like to get ready. How about you pick me up at my dorm lobby at 6?"
"Yeah, that's fine. See you then!"
Danny and Blaine picked up their bags, and tried to leave, but found the door to be locked from the inside too.
"Hit the exit button first."
"It's like you're in prison."
"No joke. See you guys later."
The guys walked back to their dorm. Blaine walked over and turned on his computer, like always, and Danny set his stuff down and started taking off his clothes. He grabbed his shower stuff, and headed to the bathroom.
After Danny finished, he came back to their room, and turned on the tv and started watching in his towel.
"Are you becoming a naked boy? Because I may have to switch roommates if you are..."
"No, just drying off. Plus, I still have my towel on."
"Yeah, leaving the towel on is just the first step on a long journey ending in walking around everywhere naked."
"Don't worry... I'll only watch my cartoons naked when you're gone..."
"I'm never sitting on that futon ever again..."
After that, Danny went back to his television. He quickly fell asleep on the couch. He was awoken by Blaine telling him he needed to get dressed if they were going to get Chris on time. Danny sat up and his head was swimmy. He blinked a few times and got his bearings before getting dressed. He grabbed his jacket and he and Blaine opened the door to leave. And there stood a despondent Zane about to knock on the door. All three looked at each other awkwardly.
"Um, hi... Zane..." Danny said, with Blaine behind him with his mouth slightly opened.
"Hey guys..."
"...What's... goin' on?" Danny said, still trying to figure out what was going on. Blaine still had his mouth open.
"Um... I was... coming... to see what you guys were doing." Zane sounded like he was already regretting asking.
"We were about to pick Chris up and head to Digital... something or other..."
"Oh..." Zane looked mildly disappointed. "Well, I guess I'll let you be, then..." And he turned to leave.
"Hey Zane, if you want, you could go with us..." As soon as Danny said this he felt a sharp jab in his ribs. But Zane turned back around, almost beaming.
"Yeah? Ok, Well, let me go grab my coat. I'll meet you in the lobby in 5!" And Zane took off down the hall and into the stairwell.
"Danny, what are you doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"Do you know who you were talking to? Zane Atkins. The boy, who up until just recently made our, more specifically your, life hell. He picked on us, degraded us, threw you into lockers and trash cans."
"And?"
"And you just asked him to go hang out with us."
"Yes."
"Why?"
Danny had to think about this for a moment. "It's something in his eyes... He doesn't seem like the same guy we knew back then. He seems broken, somehow."
"Broken."
"I can't explain it. He said he did some soul searching over the summer, and I think he's really changed."
"When did he say that?"
"A few days ago at lunch."
"You ate lunch with him?"
"Yeah, well I was sitting there reading for my lit class, and he came up and asked if he could eat with me. I said yes. We had a good hour long chat."
"You ate lunch with Zane. On purpose..."
"Yes. What is your deal?"
"My deal is that I can still remember the torment he put you through. And how he consistently got away with it because he was the schools golden boy. The bruised arms, the black eyes, the being confined to tight spaces for long periods of time..."
"Ok, I get it. You don't like him. But do me a favor. For one night, cut him some slack. Please? For me?"
"Fine."
"Good. Thank you. And if you still hate him after tonight, I promise you won't have to hang out with him ever again."
"And I reserve all 'I told you so' rights for in the future."
"Fine."
At this point, they had made it down stairs and were waiting by the front doors when Zane walked around the corner putting on his jacket. He looked at the two boys and smiled, and they were off to get Chris.
At the dorm, they all got out and waited for her to come down to the lobby. She came down stairs and was taken aback by the fact that their former rival was standing there with them.
"We have found a stow-away." Danny said to ease the tension.
"So I see..."
Once outside, Chris claimed her girl shotgun rights, and Blaine and Zane climbed into the back seat. And they were off.
On the way, Danny and Chris chatted about mostly nothing, as friends often do. Danny kept checking his rear view mirror. Blaine was trying to keep as far away from Zane as he possibly could. Zane was more just watching the others interact. Though, one of the times he looked back, he caught Zane's eye and Zane had a huge grin on his face for no reason. Danny caught himself staring. He then looked back at the road and was glad it was dusk out, so no one could see him blushing.
Just then, a song came on and Chris freaked out and cranked up the volume and screamed "I love this song!" And all three of them started jamming out in the car to the song. Zane initially was shocked at the sudden outburst found himself moving almost involuntarily.
After the four minutes and forty-three seconds of song were over, Chris calmly turned down the music. All four had huge smiles on their faces.
"Who was that just then?" Zane asked, leaning forward, between the seats.
"Company of Thieves... you heard of them?" Danny answered, looking at him in the mirror.
"No I haven't... are they new?"
"Well, kinda... not really... why?"
"Well, I just hadn't heard them on the radio yet. That's generally the reason why."
The three kids snickered. Zane looked around, wondering if he had said some faux pax.
"Most of the stuff we listen to won't get played on the radio." Chris said, explaining.
"But...why? They're really good..."
"There's a lot of great music out there that won't get played on the radio."
"But... how do you find it all?"
"That's kinda the point. Finding great stuff and sharing it with friends."
"But why isn't it on the radio?"
"Well, some of it is because they are unsigned bands, or just really underground. Some choose to go about it in non-traditional ways. Though, a lot of them wouldn't really be understood by the average radio listener. Though, there are some really good stations that play obscure music, but you gotta know where to find 'em."
"How do you find them?"
"Um, usually the internet. Or live shows. I think Danny's the one who found them, right Danny?"
"Uh, yeah... A friend from Idaho tuned me into them."
"You know people in Idaho?"
"Well, not in real life. But I know internet people from all over the globe."
"And you all talk about music?"
"Amongst other things, yes."
Zane sat back to absorb all of that information. A few minutes later they arrived at a giant neon warehouse with deep bass resonating through the parking lot. The four of them stood with mouths open, basking in the bright, colorful lights.
"Blaine, what have you brought us to?" Chris said in awe.
"Someplace amazing!"
And the two of them headed to the door. Danny noticed and nudged Zane, and they followed behind. Once inside, there were no normal lights. Everything was either neon or black lights. There was a ramp leading from the door up to the main level made out of glass bricks, with running lights that looked like water running. The hand rail would glow wherever someone touched, then would fade away.
They got to the top of the stairs and Chris turned around and stopped them. She had a very serious look on her face, which quieted down the three boys.
"Now, boys. First things first. We eat. Blaine, you lead us to the eatery."
"I don't know where it is. This is my first time here, too. Though, it smells like it's over that way." And pointed behind Chris' left shoulder. Danny laughed.
"Ok, Toucan Sam. Follow your nose to the cantina."
Blaine shot him a look, but took off in the direction of the restaurant. It was self-seating, so they found themselves a big booth covered in planets and lightning bolts. They looked over the menu that was full of normal foods with terrible names. It quickly became a contest of who could find the worst name ever. Then the server came over. He was tall and skinny and his uniform looked like a soda jerk from the 1950's. He looked less than thrilled to be there, until he saw that it was a bunch of kids his age sitting at his table.
"Oh, thank God you guys are normal."
"Um, you're welcome?" Chris said.
"No, it's just... I'm tired of dealing with children and their obnoxious parents all day long. It's nice to serve someone I could have a conversation with."
"Ah yes." Chris said as well.
"Anyway, you guys need some more time with the menus?"
"Um, I think we're good... but only if we don't have to use the actual names of the stuff in here." Blaine said. "Like, for instance, I want a cheeseburger. Maybe some fries..."
The server boy got this look on his face of absolute relief. "I'll get you free drinks and possibly a discount if you can order your entire meal without using those names."
So the four of them tried their hardest to order without using the terrible names, but it was a lot harder than you'd imagine. They sat around and talked a bit, but the music kinda made it difficult to hear, so they had to keep repeating themselves in order to be understood. Though, the misunderstandings made for interesting conversation as well.
Then the food came, and they ate, mostly in silence. Once they weren't absolutely hungry any more, they started chatting again. They finished, and paid (which had been reduced, and no drinks added), but sat at the table for a little while longer trying to let the food settle before taking on the massive game room. They all stood up and started walking around, seeing everything there was to do, and trying to figure out how big the place actually was. There were two levels of games, but no stairs. It was all ramps that looped around each other. Every path was some sort of incline, but all the gaming machines were on level surfaces.
Beyond that, was a big chamber that looked like a cover for a combat/warrior video game. Blaine and Zane's eyes got huge and they both said "laser tag..." in unison. Chris and Danny just looked at each other.
They went and paid for laser tag, and registered their names and were standing around waiting for their round to come. Then they noticed that there was a flock of little kids waiting with them. The parents of the kids were also standing around looking at the four older kids, and started whispering to each other.
A little while later, before their round started, another employee, who looked like death warmed over, came over to them and pulled them aside.
"Hey guys. It seems the parents of the kids are complaining..."
Chris was the first to be indignant. "Complaining about what? We were only standing there!"
The employee just looked at her. "They say that with you guys in there, it won't be fair for their little brats. They're asking for you to be removed from the game."
All four of them gave shocked looks.
"So, if you're ok with this, we're willing to let the four of you go in alone after them, for an extended game and another free game after that."
They were ok with that.
So, while they sat and waited for the little kids to finish their game, they talked about teams. Instantly Blaine called Chris, and Zane shot Danny a confused look. So Danny explained.
"Chris is insanely good at this game. Whoever has her on their team is almost guaranteed to win. No one can touch her. And she can hit someone across the room. She... defies physics. It is the most frustrating thing to be against her."
Zane nodded and looked at Chris who was basking in the compliment. Mainly because it was true.
Then their group was called and they went into the chamber to get their guns and vests and to go through the instructions. Then the gate opened, and they were released into a giant smoke filled chamber. Like outside, there were multiple levels with ramps going up and down to each. It was basically a giant maze inside with mirrors and smoke and little hiding places. And the game was on.
After what seemed like an eternity, the buzzer sounded, and four hot, sweaty, and tired kids emerged from the chamber. They all had to sit down on a ledge while they waited for their scores. Then the employee came around with four sheets of paper with their stats printed on them. Of course, Chris won by a landslide. Zane and Blaine started comparing scores. They were very close, but Zane came out the victor by a few points. Danny, of course, was last. He enjoyed the game, but never got too high of scores. But he was ok with that. And so were his competitors.
The employee also gave them four small, round, wooden tokens for another free round later.
"By the way, most of these little kids will clear out after 8, and this place becomes a lot more fun, I promise."
They said thanks for the advice and free game and headed over to a smaller refreshment stand to get some water and sit down for a bit. Blaine and Zane continued talking about the game and how they had seen the other performing something amazing. Danny was only half paying attention. He was more just lost in the moment and enjoying the company.
They sat down at a table with their waters and sat in silence for a while. They were all pretty hot still and trying to use anything within reach to cool themselves off; like using a stack of napkins as a fan. Zane took off his coat to help him cool off. His shirt, moist with perspiration, clung to his body. Danny noticed, probably for the first time, how athletic his build really was. He realized he was probably staring, so he looked quickly at the table and blushed slightly. He looked up to see Chris giving him a strange look. He blushed and smiled at her. No one else seemed to notice.
After a while, Blaine started getting restless. "Ok, time for round two of laser tag?"
Zane got excited, but then Chris said "Danny and I are gonna sit this one out, you guys go on without us. We're gonna go to the cosmic coffee bar, so meet us there when you're done."
"Alright, c'mon Zane."
Zane then turned to Danny and asked if Danny would watch his coat. Danny found it difficult to speak, but nodded and took his jacket. Zane ran off to find Blaine. Chris grabbed Danny by the arm and dragged him to the coffee line.
They ordered, got their beverages, and sat in secluded and semi-quiet place.
"So start spilling!" Chris said, out of the blue.
"About what?"
"About Zane, ya goof!"
"What about him?"
"Well, you can start with why he's here, but really, if you want to jump right to the part where you're making goo goo eyes at him, that's fine too."
"Was not making goo goo eyes at him. I don't even know what goo goo eyes are."
"Yes you do. You used to get the same look on your face when Jennifer walked into the room."
"Whatever."
"Ok, fine. Go about this the hard way. Why is he here with us?"
"Because he asked to go."
"From what I heard, it was more of an invitation to come."
"When did you hear that?"
"During laser tag, when we were kicking your butts. Blaine told me the story of him showing up at your door, and you invited him to come."
"Ok, so I asked him to come along, so what?"
"So what? You forget what he did to us? To you?"
"Yeah, that's what Blaine said."
"And it's not bad to keep it in mind."
"Yeah, well, I think he's different."
"Different? It's been a month..."
"Yeah, I know, but..."
"But...?"
"I had a conversation with him about a week ago during lunch. He wanted to sit with me. He was nice to me. He told me personal stuff that he'd really rather not talk about, especially to me. I think he's lonely... I mean, with Thi and Jenn hooking up, and him not fitting in with the football team, I think he's looking for friends."
"You do know you have no reason to be nice to him. You could let him suffer like we suffered."
"Yeah, but honestly, having gone through that, would you wish that on anybody?"
She thought for a minute. "Yeah, I guess you're right. But still..."
"Look, if this ends badly, Blaine has already reserved 'I told you so' rights and you are more than welcome to invoke them too."
"Oh, I will. Though, I doubt I'll use them."
They sat for a moment and enjoyed their coffee.
"Ok, now on to goo goo eyes."
"There are no goo goo eyes!"
"Oh, there are goo goo eyes..."
"Ugh. Whatever."
"Look, I saw how you looked at him when he took his jacket off."
"I did no such thing..."
"Oh, right. You blushed, you lying, lying cow."
"Whatever, I was hot and flushed."
"...about seeing a boy."
"About... we just got out of playing laser tag."
"Ok. Then explain why you kept staring at him in your rear view mirror..."
"I was not."
"You looked back there like 14,000 times..."
"Yeah, checking traffic. He just happened to be in my line of sight."
"There were no cars behind us the whole time. And I know your driving, you never look back. Ever."
"Whatever."
Chris sat there, and stared at her drink intently trying to find the right words. Danny was kinda nervous about where this conversation was heading. But the anticipation was worse.
"Ok, Danny. Tell me straight up. Do you like Zane?"
"What?"
"Are you attracted to Zane?"
Danny just looked at her, trying to choose his next words very carefully.
"I......don't know..."
Chris smiled at Danny and he felt a little better.
"If it makes you feel any better, he's been staring at your ass all night..."
Danny gave her a look of "that's not funny".
"No, I'm serious! Though, I don't know his motives for it, but he did look a bit guilty..."
Danny pondered this for a bit and audibly said "hmm...".
"You do like him!"
"Shut up..."
"Danny, it's ok... If you like him, you like him."
"If only it were that easy..."
"Danny, it is that easy... either you like him or you don't. Let everyone else worry about everyone else..."
"Because that's possible."
Chris chuckled. Then continued. "So, does this mean you're playing for the other team, now?"
"It doesn't mean anything. I don't like him."
"But you're open to the possibility of liking him?"
"I...don't know..."
"Well, that's a start..."
They sat there for a bit, and Chris started putting pieces together.
"Is this why you gave up on Jennifer?"
"Is what why I gave up on Jenn?"
"The fact that you don't know if you like boys."
"Um, no?"
Danny tried to pass that off, but Chris just gave him a look.
".....not entirely."
"Explain."
"I... just realized that if it comes down to me and Zane, she'd pick Zane. And if it came down to me and just about anybody else, she'd pick anybody else. And I couldn't keep wasting my time pining over something that'll never happen."
"So, you switch from Jennifer to Zane? Because that's so much more likely..."
"I don't like Zane!"
"Sure you don't."
Danny gave her the look this time.
"What? He's cute. I mean, sure, he spent most of high school cramming you into uncomfortable spaces, but man, is he ripped..."
"Uh huh... who likes Zane now?"
"Hey, a girl can look, but not touch."
They both finished their coffee, but wanted more, so they both went back and ordered again. Once they got their drinks, they sat back down again.
"Danny... what's keeping you from knowing?"
"Knowing what?"
"You said you didn't know if you liked boys or not..."
"Oh. Why do you care so much?"
"Because, Danny, you're my best friend, and I hate to see you in turmoil. Even if it's usually mostly self-inflicted."
"It is not self-inflicted."
Another look from Chris.
"Ok, it is mostly self-inflicted. But I don't know... I mean, this isn't exactly 'what am I gonna wear today?' This is life altering stuff, here..."
"Its life altering only if you make it life altering."
"Yeah, I'm gonna have to disagree with you on that one."
"On what grounds?"
"On the grounds... that you should really hear what people have to say about gay people when they think no one can hear them. Or what my family says. Or what my church says... If this is true, then I'm gonna lose a ton of friends back home... probably be disowned... I mean, the list goes on."
"Ok, if they really leave, they aren't really your friends in the first place. Second, families can be harsh, but I know your parents, they won't disown you. And if they do, you can be in my family. I know they will love you regardless."
"Thank you."
"So?"
"So what?"
"Do you?"
"This isn't going to be something decided one night in an arcade..."
"Fair enough. And we should change topics, because look who's back..."
A sweaty Blaine and Zane sat down and were looking at their scorecards and comparing stories. They also both took turns going and getting cold drinks from the coffee bar. And they came back and started talking about the game and how much they dominated. After the two boys had cooled down, they were ready to take on the arcade.
At first, they found a big four person shooter game that they quickly took hold of. But after a while, once they all died off a couple of times each, they decided to call it quits on that one, and see what else was available.
Chris and Danny started playing some sort of RPG, but lost very quickly, and gave up to look for Blaine and Zane. They found the two of them playing another shooter game. They were actually doing pretty well, so Danny and Chris sat back and watched them play. They were doing really well, but then Blaine started getting cramps in his shooting hand, so he asked Danny to take over to work it out. And, as it turns out, Danny and Zane made a pretty good shooting team. So Chris and Blaine slowly backed away and watched them playing from a distance. The two playing didn't even realize it. Pretty soon, though, Blaine came up and started talking to Danny. It was during a cut scene, so Danny was free to listen.
"Hey Danny, did you want to play your free game of laser tag?"
"Um, why?"
"Well, Chris wanted to play, and if you weren't going to use it, I was wondering if I could..."
"Oh, sure."
Danny pulled out the wooden token and handed it to Blaine, then grabbed his gun to shoot more zombie invaders. The two others left to go play leaving the boys to their game. Zane ended up dying a little while after that, and had run out of money on the card that you had to get to use the gaming machines. But Danny was on a roll, so he flew solo for a while, with Zane right there cheering him on.
While playing the game, Danny felt a little pressure right above the small of his back. He couldn't figure it out at first, but then realized that Zane had shifted and had inadvertently put his arm around Danny. Danny felt the blood drain out of his face, and he couldn't concentrated. And then he got slashed up by a zombie, and his game was over.
"Hey man, you were on a roll! I didn't know you were so good at these games."
"I'm usually not... I guess I just got a winning streak going."
"Hey, look! You got the #9 high score!"
Zane was really happy about that for some reason that Danny couldn't comprehend. But for some reason it made him happy too. So he put in his initials and they walked away.
"Hey, looks like I'm out of money on my card..."
"Yeah, me too... It's why I couldn't join you at the end of the last game..."
"I wondered why you left. So what's the game plan? You wanna go reload our cards, or... something else..."
Zane smiled at Danny, and Danny realized how much he like his smile for some reason. He then blushed and tried to play it off.
"Actually, I kinda want to get out of the noise for a little bit. I'm kinda getting a headache. I mean, if you don't mind..."
This time Danny smiled at Zane.
"Oh right. I'm going to make you stay out in the loud noise with a headache. Let's go back to that cafe... It was pretty quiet in there."
And off they went. They sat at the same table as before, when Chris and Danny were there.
They sat in silence for a good long time before Zane broke the silence.
"Danny, I really want to thank you for tonight. I can't remember the last time I had this much fun."
"Hey, sure man. No problem. I'm glad you came."
"I'm...actually... kind of surprised... your friends are so pleasant with me..."
"Yeah, well, they were kind of surprised I asked you to come."
"Yeah, well, they were kind of surprised I asked you to come."
"Why...why did you?"
"Ask?"
"Yeah."
"Um... well, honestly, it just seemed like the right thing to do at the time..."
"Oh." There was a long pause. "Wait, out of all the things you could have done, that was the right thing to do?"
"Um, yes?"
Zane gave Danny a funny confused look, so Danny explained further.
"Well, I figured that Thi and Jenn were probably out somewhere making out, and you didn't really want to see that again. And these places are a lot more fun with even groups that odd, so..."
"Then how come you didn't ask Christine's roommate to go?"
"...well, we weren't originally planning on asking a fourth, but since you were there, and needed a place to go, it just seemed right."
They both sat there, drinking their respective beverages, content to sit and say nothing. Except they kept looking at each other, and for some reason, it felt kind of awkward, so they kept looking away and laughing. It was about this time, that he realized that they were being watched from behind a fake topiary shaped like a rocket.
Danny leaned over and spoke quietly to Zane. "Don't look now, but we're being hunted..."
Zane looked around and saw what Danny saw. "Maybe their vision is based on movement. We should stay as still as possible..."
And so they froze in their position, and watched the bush shake a bit, and Chris and Blaine emerged from behind it and sat down, laughing.
"Damn. My idea of sight-based movement was just off..."
Chris and Blaine laughed a little, though, not knowing what he meant. But Danny laughed just the same.
They sat and talked for a while longer, then played more video games. And once they were sufficiently tired, they decided to call it an evening and head home. They dropped Chris off first, and she gave Danny a big hug, and whispered "We'll talk later" to him, and was off to her room. The boys ended up at their dorm and slowly made their way in the front door. Zane started walking towards his room, turned and said, "Thank you. For everything..."
Danny smiled sleepily at him. "No problem man. It was fun."
"See you guys around!" And Zane was off to his room.
In the stairwell, Blaine looked at Danny and said, "You were right. He has changed. He was fun tonight. I'm sorry for doubting your judgment."
Danny smiled and punched Blaine in the arm.
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