Megan blushed furiously as Lavender actually complemented her. Lavender was renowned for her fashion since and Megan…well she was renowned for not really having a fashion sense; at least in any conventional way. "Thanks…they are one of my favorite pairs."
Why had she said that? She liked them, sure. But, they weren't her favorite and even if they were, what possessed her to say that? Megan had to fight to not sigh in disgust. If she knew she was going to turn into a prat when she spoke to Lavender, she would have avoided her.
Too late now…
"Did you have a good dinner?" Megan wanted to groan when she asked the question. What a stupid question… Shifting on her feet, she looked at Lavender with a shy smile.