Church Dances are funny

 

Last night was the branch dance and I went. Crazy, right? Yeah, I know. And not only did I go, but I actually spent most of the time NOT standing around doing nothing.  It was loads of fun, for reals. And I'm not just saying that, like I usually do about dances.
Today's story involves three other characters, which will only be referred to by letter. There's J, the nerd boy that every girl seems to be falling in love with, T, the girl who is pretty much in love with J, and M, Dee's pal that I think is pretty awesome.
I'm not especially palsy-walsy with T, but she can be fun from time to time, and, it being a dance, I was spending time with her. M had never been to a dance before and due to the fact that he kinda sorta knew me a little bit, was hanging out with me. And, since T is in love with J, and I was hanging out with T, and M was with me, we had a nice little JLTM thing going on. (The L is me, of course.) (Silly.) 
Despite T's attraction to J, nothing is going on between the two and she made it pretty clear that it wasn't her choice. At one point last night, J was doing this absolutely nerd-tastic dance and in complete jest, I begged him to date me. He obviously had never been approached in such a way and didn't really have a response. T pulled me aside and told me not to do that again. I assured her that I was only joking and she still told me to not joke like that. I told her not to worry, since I wasn't into him and if he did ask me out (which he won't) that I would say no (which was probably a bit of a lie) because I don't like him (which is not a lie) and she does, and I don't do that to friends (true story). She could only reply with "Still, don't do it." Okay, okay. Sheesh.
Two minutes later she turns right around and becomes velcro to M. Which I find just too, too funny. Sure, I like M a bit, he's a cool dude, but I hadn't marked him as mine or anything. I hadn't been throwing myself at him
(which I'm actually known to do on occasion, eh #2?) or hanging on him or anything; he and I were just talking to each other more than to anyone else. No big deal, no lines of territory, but that was enough, I suppose, for T.
I find it just so funny that that even happened. I'm not gonna lie, I was annoyed, but not because of "breach of territory" or anything, mostly because T was just being obnoxious about it.
We ended up getting a group together to VI and somehow I ended up across from J and next to T, who had M on her other side. She'd arrived with J, and was wearing the button-up shirt he'd earlier been sporting, but still latched onto M. Mildly rude, I feel.
She began to complain that it was cold, constantly (which it wasn't) until M let her wear his suit jacket. Then at some point it kinda looked like they were holding hands, or close to it. And then he ordered pie, which they shared, no biggie... except for the whole spoon-sharing bit. That... that was a little weird.
So let's get this all together, T likes J and was miffed at me for fake hitting on him, and she was wearing his shirt, but hanging all over M and wearing his coat and sharing his spoon(!!!) and being handsy. Too funny.
When we left, I texted M, "So you and T, eh?" I get a call from him asking, "Who told you?" I relayed to him the signs and wonders of the evening. He informed me that first, she was cold, second, he was being nice, and third, she was hungry. (Hungry enough to share a spooooooon with someone you met four hours ago? I know VI has PLENTY of utensils and there were quite a few clean ones at our table.) I then reminded him that T was mad at me for what I said to J, and she was wearing his shirt, as well. He seemed to not mind until the shirt bit and then he got all offended.

And Dee and Bri are on the verge of murdering T when they see her again, because of the whole thing and how she acted the whole night long.

I love church dances.