“You read my note.” I said and bit my lips, feeling shy as to why I said that and why I wrote a note in the first place.
“I did.”We both had stopped dancing, but our hands were still together, his arm still around my waist, and my other hand still on his shoulder. He let go of my hand to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear and he stared deeply into my hazel eyes. I could feel my chest pounding, if I can try to make my heart stop beating so fast and loud, I would because I’m embarrassed to think he could feel it skipping a beat, considering how close our bodies are.Without saying anything, he let go of me and took a few steps back, distancing himself. I, on the other hand, remained frozen. “Do you, uh, do you want to go inside?” He stuttered, I just nodded as a reply.We both walked towards the cafe and he opened the door for me, which I thought was kind of sweet. When we were inside, he stopped walking and looked as if he waFriends with special feelings!? Seriously, Calista? What the hell does that even mean!? Aish, he was the one who said it first, why am I being so nervous! “Hey, do you want to get out of here? I’ll bring you to your most favorite place here in Hillwood Town.” He said and smiled proudly, probably trying to make up for what happened during Margaux’s birthday. “Sure, but I need to find Margaux first. Do you know where she is?”“Oh I think she and Carter went to the frozen yogurt shop outside. I’ll come with you,” we were about to leave to find them but his phone suddenly rang. “Wait, it’s dad, I need to take this. Go on without me, I’ll be there.”Because of that, I went out to the frozen yogurt shop alone, which is just across our school. I need to tell Margaux about last night and apologize to her as well. I just noticed that she flooded me with texts last night, worried that I didn’t go home. What should I tell
“You did what!?” Margaux yelled at me. I am currently in her room right now, giving her an update of the crazy things that happened to me recently. “I slept with Asher.” I said again, and she gave me a shocked face, and I just realized how wrong that sounded. “Not slept as in I slept with him, I just slept in his bed, in his apartment. And yes, he was there too, but he moved to the couch so we weren’t actually in bed together.”“So… nothing happened?” She said while still having an eyebrow raised, as if what I’m saying is unbelievable.“Nothing happened.”“As in no romantic things happened? Romantic gestures? He didn’t touch you in any way? Didn’t say anything flirty?” She moved closer to me and smirked, looking like she’s enjoying this. “Oh my God, stop it, Margaux! Nothing happened, okay? We were just friends, and I slept there by accident.” I bit my lower lip as I thought of the things that hap
I CLOSED MY eyes and breathed in the cold night breeze. The light blow of the wind messed with my long slightly waved hair. I tucked them behind my ears as I opened my eyes to stare at the night sky and watch as it seemingly gets darker and darker.I played with the sand touching my feet, listening to the sound of waves. I'm gonna miss the beach. Summer is officially over and school's gonna start in 2 days. "Happy birthday, princess." I turned my back when I heard someone greet me. Blake Cooper, my best friend. We've been friends for as long as I can remember. Our parents are also close friends so we grew up together, making it easy for us to be best friends. "Thank you, for the nth time." I said and chuckled. I feel like he’s been wishing me a happy birthday nonstop. In fact, he’s been greeting me yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and the day before the day before yesterday. I think he’s more excited about my birthday than I am.
I didn’t really know what to do next when I found out Blake couldn’t come here at the cafe. Should I go home? I probably should, right? Maybe mom needs me for real this time. Maybe I should comfort her and apologize for blaming her when dad was the problem all along. God, I feel like a mess! I’ve always disliked how my mom is always so tense and gets angry at little things, and I also hate how she can be controlling sometimes but I know that she loves me and will do everything to protect me. At the end of the day, she’s like that because she wants to make sure I’m safe and she’s trying to fix me so I can become a better woman in the future. She’s just preparing me because, well, life is not easy. She wants me to be the best version I can be.“Excuse me,” I called the waiter. “Can I order a slice of basque burnt cheesecake, please? And get me another slice for take out. Th
“Hey, why did you ask to meet me yesterday?”“H-Huh?” I’m with Blake and Carter today, we’re hanging at Margaux’s house. “Last night. You asked to meet me at Brown Brick, remember?” He asked me, looking confused as to why I do not remember that I texted him.“Ah, yes. Don’t worry about it, it’s not important.” I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, remembering the night I had. Asher is a nice guy, I had lots of fun talking with him over coffee. Maybe I should come over again some other time? We could have a real meal instead of just drinks and talk about something fun, not just our problems. It’s a great way to get to know each other more. “Really? It sounded urgent, though.” He said and took out his phone, probably to read my text again.“Maybe she just missed you.” Carter joined in th
“Ugh, how long before we arrive at wherever the hell you’re taking me?” I said and scratched my kneecap. My feet are also starting to get sore. I was so busy today preparing for the pageant and making sure everything is perfect, so I’m really tired right now.“I’m sorry, is the princess not used to long walks so she’s exhausted already?” He said sarcastically, I glared at him. “Chill, we’re almost there.” He said and laughed at my reaction at his silly “joke”.We walked a couple more minutes, I stopped when he also stopped walking, meaning we’ve already arrived.Huh? I was immediately confused when I realized where he brought me. “The cemetery? Are you being serious right now?” I asked him while raising an eyebrow. Instead of giving me a proper answer, he just smiled and grabbed my arm to pull me inside. Once we’re already in the cemetery, we were walking again, probably looking for a specific spot. “More walking. How lovely.”
“Good night.”“Good night.”Asher walked me home. He greeted me good night, so I did too. I stayed on our front door first and waited for him to leave, which he insisted at first because he wanted me to go inside befote he leaves, but then he realized it was stupid that both of us were waiting on who’s leaving first. I went inside the house with a smile on my face. It was a lovely day, and Asher definitely made my night. I enjoy being around him. I’ve only known him for a few days and basically hung out with him twice only, but I really feel comfortable when I’m with him. I’m glad I was at the cafe that night, otherwise I never would’ve met him the way I did. “Where were you, young lady?” I was startled when mom suddenly spoke from behind me. “M-mom. Hi. How long have you been there?” Did she see me smiling like crazy? I hope she doesn’t ask more questions! I wasn’t expecting her to be home, since she always gets home quite late. “For a while. Where
“I like you, Calista.” What? Is he serious? “I don’t like her, I never did. It’s just you. Only you.”I didn’t know what to say. I don’t even know how to react. I was left speechless, and I tried my best to not show any emotion as well so I won’t give him any idea on what I feel for what he just said. Frankly, I don’t even know what I feel.“Calista? Please say something. Your silence is seriously scaring me right now.” He uttered, his voice a little shaky.“To be honest with you, I don’t know what to say.” That’s all I said, and I’m not even sure if I said the right thing? Will that hurt his feelings? What should I say?“I just confessed my feelings for you.” He chuckled. “Please don’t leave me hanging. Say something.”“I just told you, I don’t know what to say!”“Just say whatever it is you feel, okay? Be honest, I’ll accept it, then I’ll shut up.”What do I feel? It’s complicated. What’s more confusing about this is that I was so sure that I
“You did what!?” Margaux yelled at me. I am currently in her room right now, giving her an update of the crazy things that happened to me recently. “I slept with Asher.” I said again, and she gave me a shocked face, and I just realized how wrong that sounded. “Not slept as in I slept with him, I just slept in his bed, in his apartment. And yes, he was there too, but he moved to the couch so we weren’t actually in bed together.”“So… nothing happened?” She said while still having an eyebrow raised, as if what I’m saying is unbelievable.“Nothing happened.”“As in no romantic things happened? Romantic gestures? He didn’t touch you in any way? Didn’t say anything flirty?” She moved closer to me and smirked, looking like she’s enjoying this. “Oh my God, stop it, Margaux! Nothing happened, okay? We were just friends, and I slept there by accident.” I bit my lower lip as I thought of the things that hap
Friends with special feelings!? Seriously, Calista? What the hell does that even mean!? Aish, he was the one who said it first, why am I being so nervous! “Hey, do you want to get out of here? I’ll bring you to your most favorite place here in Hillwood Town.” He said and smiled proudly, probably trying to make up for what happened during Margaux’s birthday. “Sure, but I need to find Margaux first. Do you know where she is?”“Oh I think she and Carter went to the frozen yogurt shop outside. I’ll come with you,” we were about to leave to find them but his phone suddenly rang. “Wait, it’s dad, I need to take this. Go on without me, I’ll be there.”Because of that, I went out to the frozen yogurt shop alone, which is just across our school. I need to tell Margaux about last night and apologize to her as well. I just noticed that she flooded me with texts last night, worried that I didn’t go home. What should I tell
“You read my note.” I said and bit my lips, feeling shy as to why I said that and why I wrote a note in the first place. “I did.”We both had stopped dancing, but our hands were still together, his arm still around my waist, and my other hand still on his shoulder. He let go of my hand to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear and he stared deeply into my hazel eyes. I could feel my chest pounding, if I can try to make my heart stop beating so fast and loud, I would because I’m embarrassed to think he could feel it skipping a beat, considering how close our bodies are.Without saying anything, he let go of me and took a few steps back, distancing himself. I, on the other hand, remained frozen. “Do you, uh, do you want to go inside?” He stuttered, I just nodded as a reply.We both walked towards the cafe and he opened the door for me, which I thought was kind of sweet. When we were inside, he stopped walking and looked as if he wa
“I like you, Calista.” What? Is he serious? “I don’t like her, I never did. It’s just you. Only you.”I didn’t know what to say. I don’t even know how to react. I was left speechless, and I tried my best to not show any emotion as well so I won’t give him any idea on what I feel for what he just said. Frankly, I don’t even know what I feel.“Calista? Please say something. Your silence is seriously scaring me right now.” He uttered, his voice a little shaky.“To be honest with you, I don’t know what to say.” That’s all I said, and I’m not even sure if I said the right thing? Will that hurt his feelings? What should I say?“I just confessed my feelings for you.” He chuckled. “Please don’t leave me hanging. Say something.”“I just told you, I don’t know what to say!”“Just say whatever it is you feel, okay? Be honest, I’ll accept it, then I’ll shut up.”What do I feel? It’s complicated. What’s more confusing about this is that I was so sure that I
“Good night.”“Good night.”Asher walked me home. He greeted me good night, so I did too. I stayed on our front door first and waited for him to leave, which he insisted at first because he wanted me to go inside befote he leaves, but then he realized it was stupid that both of us were waiting on who’s leaving first. I went inside the house with a smile on my face. It was a lovely day, and Asher definitely made my night. I enjoy being around him. I’ve only known him for a few days and basically hung out with him twice only, but I really feel comfortable when I’m with him. I’m glad I was at the cafe that night, otherwise I never would’ve met him the way I did. “Where were you, young lady?” I was startled when mom suddenly spoke from behind me. “M-mom. Hi. How long have you been there?” Did she see me smiling like crazy? I hope she doesn’t ask more questions! I wasn’t expecting her to be home, since she always gets home quite late. “For a while. Where
“Ugh, how long before we arrive at wherever the hell you’re taking me?” I said and scratched my kneecap. My feet are also starting to get sore. I was so busy today preparing for the pageant and making sure everything is perfect, so I’m really tired right now.“I’m sorry, is the princess not used to long walks so she’s exhausted already?” He said sarcastically, I glared at him. “Chill, we’re almost there.” He said and laughed at my reaction at his silly “joke”.We walked a couple more minutes, I stopped when he also stopped walking, meaning we’ve already arrived.Huh? I was immediately confused when I realized where he brought me. “The cemetery? Are you being serious right now?” I asked him while raising an eyebrow. Instead of giving me a proper answer, he just smiled and grabbed my arm to pull me inside. Once we’re already in the cemetery, we were walking again, probably looking for a specific spot. “More walking. How lovely.”
“Hey, why did you ask to meet me yesterday?”“H-Huh?” I’m with Blake and Carter today, we’re hanging at Margaux’s house. “Last night. You asked to meet me at Brown Brick, remember?” He asked me, looking confused as to why I do not remember that I texted him.“Ah, yes. Don’t worry about it, it’s not important.” I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, remembering the night I had. Asher is a nice guy, I had lots of fun talking with him over coffee. Maybe I should come over again some other time? We could have a real meal instead of just drinks and talk about something fun, not just our problems. It’s a great way to get to know each other more. “Really? It sounded urgent, though.” He said and took out his phone, probably to read my text again.“Maybe she just missed you.” Carter joined in th
I didn’t really know what to do next when I found out Blake couldn’t come here at the cafe. Should I go home? I probably should, right? Maybe mom needs me for real this time. Maybe I should comfort her and apologize for blaming her when dad was the problem all along. God, I feel like a mess! I’ve always disliked how my mom is always so tense and gets angry at little things, and I also hate how she can be controlling sometimes but I know that she loves me and will do everything to protect me. At the end of the day, she’s like that because she wants to make sure I’m safe and she’s trying to fix me so I can become a better woman in the future. She’s just preparing me because, well, life is not easy. She wants me to be the best version I can be.“Excuse me,” I called the waiter. “Can I order a slice of basque burnt cheesecake, please? And get me another slice for take out. Th
I CLOSED MY eyes and breathed in the cold night breeze. The light blow of the wind messed with my long slightly waved hair. I tucked them behind my ears as I opened my eyes to stare at the night sky and watch as it seemingly gets darker and darker.I played with the sand touching my feet, listening to the sound of waves. I'm gonna miss the beach. Summer is officially over and school's gonna start in 2 days. "Happy birthday, princess." I turned my back when I heard someone greet me. Blake Cooper, my best friend. We've been friends for as long as I can remember. Our parents are also close friends so we grew up together, making it easy for us to be best friends. "Thank you, for the nth time." I said and chuckled. I feel like he’s been wishing me a happy birthday nonstop. In fact, he’s been greeting me yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and the day before the day before yesterday. I think he’s more excited about my birthday than I am.