Jessica and her friends looked over at me smiling and laughing. The only thing I could assume was they were talking about me and it irritated me a little, I wanted to know what was funny. Did I become a joke?
I would not move from my spot on the wall beside the wrestling mats. Jessica stared me down and I held her gaze. A little cocky smirk pulled at the corner of her mouth. Did she honestly believe I was going to fall for her?
Pushing myself off the wall I walked across the gym toward the group. Her friends scattered away laughing, leaving Jessica looking after them like they had betrayed
"What were you all talking about?" I asked with my hands on my
Jessica leans down with her hands on her knees, coming to eye level with me. Her eyes search my face for a second. It’s sudden when she reaches out playing with a strand of my hair, twirling it around her finger, and my heart flutters in these few passing
"Hmm," I said, nodding. "So you like girls?"
She laughs. "I thought that was clear?"
"I was checking!"
"What does it take to get you to fall for someone?" Jessica asked, cocking her head to the
As a group of boys ran by us, their shouts echoed through the gym’s air, accompanied by the squeaking of their shoes on the wooden gym floors.
Jessica was waiting for an answer, One I couldn’t give her. I didn’t know what it took. I never liked anyone or had anyone like me until
"You're wasting your time," I said quietly. "Wouldn't it be better to like someone that's the same as you?"
"I mean yeah," she said. "But you gotta take that leap of fate sometime and I took one, knowing you may not be into
My gaze fell upon the worn-out wooden floor as I absorbed her words.
“And again, All I can offer you is friendship,” I said, peeking at her. Jessica was looking off across the gym with a thoughtful expression. She laughs a little.
"A friendship? I'll take that. But I don't think my crush on you will ever go away."
"Will you give up on trying to make me fall for you?" I asked.
She looks at me with a playful smile. "For now."
"Friends?" I held out my hand. Jessica takes my hand shaking it.
"Friends," she
I popped a grape into my mouth. I was now in a friendship with Jessica. How did the whole friendship thing work? Do we wear matching friendship bracelets or give each other dorky nicknames?
My vision focused on a body standing in front of my table. I looked at Jessica as she set her tray down and she took a seat across from me at the lunch table.
"Why are you here?" I asked.
"I'm eating lunch with my friend."
"But I didn't ask you to..."
"You didn't have to. Because friends eat together," she
I popped another grape into my mouth chewing slowly. Of course, that's part of a friendship having lunch with your friend.
"I didn't know you had B lunch," I said.
Jessica unwrapped her burger, not making eye contact with me. "I don't."
"What? Then why the hell are you here?"
Shaking my head, I eat another grape. Every so often, I would glimpse at Jessica feeling a little jealous of how pretty she was. Her makeup is flawless and I bet she was prettier bare face. I wish I knew how to put on makeup, then maybe I wouldn’t look so much like a potato dug from the
"What?" Jessica asked. "See something you like?" She cocked her perfectly arched brow with a smirk.
"Please don't flatter yourself," I said. "I like your makeup. Can you teach me how to do mine?"
I wanted to look just as pretty.
She nods, opening her chocolate pudding cup. "Yeah, sure. Do you own any makeup?"
"Does chapstick
I didn't see the point in buying makeup if I didn't know a thing about it. My mother didn't wear makeup because she was naturally beautiful. Something that wasn't passed down to me, unfortunately.
"Hmm, my makeup for sure won't match your skin tone. So we'll have to go and buy some that match yours. Are you free this Saturday afternoon?"
"Yeah, I am!"
"Okay, we'll meet in front of Kentlands Beauty in the mall at 3 pm." She said, spooning her chocolate pudding into her mouth.
“Okay!” I said, nearly bouncing out of my chair with a smile.
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