Benjamin calling

After taking a bite from is pizza he replied. "Oh, sorry." He knew it was kind of a lame response, but what else could he say?

Haley shook her head. "No, it's okay. You didn't know." She smiled at him. "I was going to ask my mom eventually, but she got sick and the rest is history."

"So, you are curious? You'd maybe look for him?" Ben questioned.

Haley thought about it for a second, "If the opportunity presented itself, sure. I'd like to know who he is."

Ben nodded. "Its healthy to bring clouser to those type of situations."

Haley nodded, "I know. One day I will. Promise." She smiled at him.

Ben smiled and took a drank from his glass. "Have you ever played 'would you rather?"' He asked.

Haley laughed and nodded, "Serena and I play that a lot. Usually it's when she's in math class and she's bored. Thank God for cell phones."

'OK, let's play then.' he said grabbing another slice of pizza. "I'll go first,' Ben told her and took a moment to think of something. "Would you rather drink a gallon of ketchup or a gallon of mustard?"

Haley wrinkled her nose in disgust, "Probably Ketchup because I hate mustard." She thought for a second before asking, "Would you rather see Justin Bieber in concert or jump off of the Brooklyn Bridge?"

"Jump. I can swim.' He shrugged. "Would you rather spend a weekend with Krista and Taylor, or go on a date with Chuck Bass?"

Haley blushed slightly and looked down at her pizza, "Well, considering I really like someone else, I'll say go with Krista and Taylor. Would you rather be stuck on a desert island or on a plane with Justin Bieber, Justin Timberlake, and Chuck Bass?"

"Plane, as long as the movies don't suck and I bring on my own food.' He chuckled. "would you rather publish your diary or make a movie of your most embarrassing moments? "

"Make a movie of my most embarrassing moments." Haley said, "There are too many personal things in my diary. You know, if I was Anne Frank I'd be so angry that someone published my journal. I don't even care if I was dead, that's kind of an invasion of privacy."

"I guess.' He shrugged. "So, you wanna get out of here?" Ben asked looking at the empty plates.

Haley nodded, "Sure."

As they were leaving the pizzeria Ben turned to Haley and asked. "So, who's this guy you like?"

Haley shook her head, "Just some guy. I don't even think he's interested in me."

"Just curious." He replied, 'Do I know this mystery person?"

Haley shrugged and nodded, "Yeah. I think so."

"You think so?' He repeated. "Can I get a hint?" Ben asked.

Haley laughed then looked at him. "Why do you care?"

"Like I said, just curious. Why won't you tell me?"

"Because it's no big deal." She sighed, "He doesn't even like me like that."

"How do you know?" He asked, sticking his hands in his pockets.