Finding Kylie by Kimberly McKay Page B

wines were set in front of them. 
                  “Compliments of the gentlemen at the bar.”  Their waitress slid the glasses forward, and took the empty ones with her. 
                  They looked at each other and smiled. 
                  “Well, it’s not what were drinking, but I’m okay with that,” Anne said, as she noticed the two cute guys, who were smiling in their direction.
                  “Oldest trick in the book,” Chastity said through her forced smile, waiving them over. 
                  Anne warned her friend. “Be nice ... they’re cute.” 
                  All Chastity replied with was a quick wink.  Anne knew she was going to have to watch her friend’s behavior tonight.  Chastity had a way of putting people off if she felt like it.
                  “Hey ladies, may we join you?”  The taller of the two asked, as he smiled at Anne. 
                  Chastity looked up, unimpressed, and motioned the second one to the chair next to her.  After the initial introductions were made, she watched Anne flirt shamelessly.  Meanwhile, she couldn’t even remember the name of the one sitting next to her, and wasn’t even pretending to be interested. 
                  Man, talk about uncomfortable silence, she thought as she made eye contact with boy number two. 
                  She gave him her best ‘if I have to’ smile, and opened her mouth to speak. 
                  He beat her to the punch by saying, “So Chastity, huh? Is that your stage name or did your mom just have an odd sense of humor?” He laughed at his own joke.
                  “Excuse me?”  Unable to believe how rude he was, she pushed her wine glass toward him and gave him a look, which left no interpretation.  With a fake smile and a raise of her eyebrow, she pushed her chair back.  “I’ve met my two drink limit.  Thanks for the titillating conversation.” 
                  He lightly grabbed her wrist as she made an effort to stand. 
                  “Hey calm down babe, I was just trying to break the ice. ”
                  Oh no - he didn’t. He did not just call me an ice queen!
                  Chastity looked at Anne with another one of her famous looks, and left the bar. 
                  Anne rushed out and called after her friend.  “Hey wait!” 
                  “I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.  That guy was such a jerk!  Some people are so rude.  I bet you I couldn’t find a quality guy with in twenty miles of here, if I tried.” 
                  Anne wanted to tread lightly. “Maybe you could if you tried to be a little nicer.”  She quickly followed up with, “I actually thought Brent was kind of cute.  He had one of those shy smiles that I like.” 
                  Chastity rolled her eyes. “Well you should have given him a few more minutes and I am sure he’d have rubbed you the wrong way.”
                  “I guess I’ll find out how or if he’ll rub me ... I slipped him my card on the way out.”
                  “You’re unstoppable!” Chastity groaned before laughing.
                  “That’s right and you’d be too if you felt better.”
                  “Well, from now on maybe I should stick to my nickname.  My name doesn’t seem to fit me anymore.” She wondered why her mother picked such a virtue for her name.
                  “Hey, no talk of that tonight.  This is a girl’s night out and that means having fun!  What do you want to do now?  Dancing? Some coffee?  Go to a movie?”
                  “Let’s rent a chick flick and eat lots of popcorn.  My new … old beanbag chair is waiting to be put to use, and I