" Really, Sage? A date?" I sighed. " Yes, Adrian. A date." A real date. Not, like, doing homework together," he added. " I mean like where you go out to a movie or something. And a movie that's not part of a school assignment. Or about something boring." " A real date." I figured I wouldn't give him the specifics on the Shakespheare play." What's the lucky guy's name?" " Brayden." There was a pause. " Brayden? That his real name?" " Why are you asking if everything's real? You think I'd make any of this up?" " No, no," Adrian assured me. " That what's so ynbelievable about it. Is he cute?" I glanced at the clock. It was time for me to meet my study group. " Gee, maybe I should just send you a picture to review?" " Yes, please. And a full background check and life history." " I have to go. Why do you care so much anyway?" I finally asked in exasperation.His answer took a long time, which was uncharacteristic. "