So, how is it that you don’t have a girlfriend?” I asked boldly.<br />Joel shrugged.<br />“Have you ever had a girlfriend?” There was no way that he’d never had a girlfriend.<br />He shrugged again.<br />“You’re not serious.”<br />“You’re surprised?”<br />“I’m sorry, do you own a mirror?”<br />Joel laughed in that I’ll-never-understand-women kind of way. “I’ve never wanted one,” he admitted, though it seemed that there was more to it.<br />“What? A mirror? Or a girlfriend?”<br />He laughed again, even harder this time. “A girlfriend.”<br />“Are you gay?” <br />He smiled. “No, I’m not gay.”<br />“Oh.” I blushed. Why was I being so nosy all of a sudden?