100 Word Story - Triple Crush (Repost from Facebook, 18 October 2009)

Bad just got worse. I was already working on a Friday night; then I had to serve my crush’s group date.
“Here’s your Pepsi, Sierra Mist and Crush. Your pizzas are almost done.” Gina was giggling with a friend; the jock, ‘Lance’ according to his letterman’s jacket, had his arm around her.
“Thanks… ’Spencer’,” he smirked, pointedly reading my name tag.
Gina caught my glance, and smiled. I blushed, started walking away, and tripped over Lance’s outstretched foot.
As I stood, their laughs and whoops stung my ears; I saw Gina, laughing as hard as anyone; my soul was crushed.

This was my entry for Weekly Challenge #182 - "Crush" (Week Ending 10/16/2009).