The Answer Is Always Yes by Monica Ferrell

Author:Monica Ferrell
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780440337744
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2008-05-20T00:00:00+00:00

“What’s the big deal?” asked Jason the Wednesday after classes started, installed in a booth at Bretagne over a vat of hot mulled wine. “Do you really want to, like, go chill with those frat boys and pound some beer? Please.”

“You fail to discern the point, friend. It’s the principle.” Matt blew on his cup.

“Ri-i-ight.” Jason fished out the ladle from the crock. “What fucking principle?”

“If you have to ask…” Matt shook his head and lit a match. But he leaned in before touching it to cigarette. “First off, should my scarf be grounds for a joke?”

“Maybe he’s trying to be nice. Friendly.” Jason wiped his mouth with a napkin.

“Oh, so that’s it,” Matt scoffed. “Anyway: second,” he took his sweet time to wave out a second match, drag hard, and exhale, “I don’t see why we shouldn’t have been invited to join.”

“You mean you. I don’t think frats are too keen on fairies.”

How did Jason not see? Now how was he supposed to make Dwight cringe with repentance—when the creature had his own busy social universe, a universe that took no notice of the claims of Magic Matt? How could he claim a superior title, so passed over?

“Maybe you should invite him to Cinema. Maybe he’s mad you never did.” Jason folded his arms over his round chest. “Just for strategy, I mean.”

Sophie was back from the bathroom and slid in next to him on the wooden bench. “This place rocks.”38 Her eyes shone. “There are reindeer heads in the women’s room!”

“Mm,” said Matt.

She sighed. “Don’t tell me you two are still on Dwight.”

“What do you think?” Jason smirked.

“Well, he’s always seemed nice enough to me.” She gamely lifted the ladle.

Waigh waigh wauuugh—I ruv you, Rat. He kissed her little cold hand. Never shall you know of what I must avenge.

“Besides, I’m telling you, Matt, those frats are totally not anything. You would never want to go hang out there with those people.” She wrinkled up her nose.

“So!” He pounced on her flimsy clue. “See? Even you’ve been to frat parties, haven’t you? Just as I say: they’re inexorable. And you both still claim they’re not important?”

“Ugh. I was a freshman—I didn’t know any better,” Sophie squealed. “If I had thought I could get into Cinema with the famous Magic Matt…” She threw a napkin ball at him.

“Ugh, God.” He clapped his hands to his head. “My mom. I’ll so never hear the end of it. I barely managed to convince her I don’t want to do a cappella. Did you hear, Dwight got into his favorite frat? Isn’t that nice? Oh—you didn’t want to. Oh sure.”

“He’s hopeless.” Sophie rolled her eyes at Jason across the table.

“Remind me again why we hang out with him?”

She studied Matt and pursed her lips. “Hmm…”

“Oh yes—free drinks.” Jason slurped his goblet. “Of—candied wine.” He cracked up.

“Mulled wine,” said Matt. “It’s something like mead. Surely you’ve heard of mead before. Top off, anyone?” Reaching for the ladle. “If you will humor me, lady and gentleman, I’d like to present for you a little dream of mine called nemesis.

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