I didn't know what Martin and I were. Sure we had that 'episode' and a couple tears and hugs. But what we're we? If he's not interested I need to know now. Come on I'm 14 and I haven't kissed one person. Shameful.
I need to talk to him, I thought. But how do I approach him? I could do angry girlfriend, sob story faker, high school musical style, or 90s T.V. style. No angry girlfriend, he''ll think I'm a psychopath. I can't do sob story faker that's just completely lame. I can't do high school musical style, I'll scare him away. I can't do 90s T.V., he''ll think I live in the past. So then how?
I guess like a normal person, then. Where can you go wrong with that? When I got to school,Trixi bothered me all period in third period. "So how's your little boyfriend?" Trixi teased. "Stop jinxing me. I'm asking him what exactly we are" I told Trixi.
"Well shouldn't you know?" Trixi asked. "He hugged me, we cried, and had a moment. It's not like we kissed or have been on six dates" I told Trixi. "He cried too? I thought he was just annoying, but sensitive too? You've got yourself a keeper" Trixi stated. "No I just cried and he held me for a bit. Oh sorry, I meant to say I cried" I explained to Trixi.
"You never told me why you were crying" Trixi said in s low voice. " Martin and I were discussing that we liked each other that morning. I started saying how I didn't deserve him and I was setting him free. I cared about him, so I did it, even though it it felt like someone chopped my heart up, burned it, and ate it in front if me" I told Trixi.
"And then what happened?" Trixi asked me. "In third period he said how he liked me and how he wasn't losing me" I finished. "And he hugged you?" Trixi asked. "Yeah, when I started to cry" I replied. "Aww, that's cuter when you would blush around him" Trixi said with a grin.
"It's not cute! I look like a ridiculous cherry tomato when I blush" I said half frowning half grinning. Trixi pinched my cheeks. "You know you look so cute when you blush" Trixi said like she was talking to a baby. "Shut up Mrs. Pink Victoria Secret Panties" I replied teasing her back. "Elizabeth!" Trixi whined. "If I'm Mrs. Victoria Secret Panties, you're Mrs. Crush Blush" Trixi shot back. "And proud" I responded with a grin.
The bell rang and Trixi stuck her tongue at me. We walked out of class together. "Maybe I won't ask. I kind of like us like this" I told Trixi. "Elizabeth if you don't ask him I will" Trixi threatened me. "No! Then he'll know I told you! He'll say how I tell you all our business and stuff" I begged Trixi. "The tell him and I won't have to" Trixi said with a shrug.
"Well I don't want to ask him anymore" I declared stubbornly. "Well I know Martin will be thrilled to know that I know you guys are in such a relationship problem" Trixi said enthusiastically. "I'll tell him I never told you" I shot back with a grin. "Well he wouldn't believe you, we're best friends. And for me to know you'd have to have told somebody" Trixi told me. I was tongue tied. Trixi sure knew how to manipulate people.
"Well what if I blackmailed you about your sidechick?" I asked Trixi smugly. "I do not have a sidechick!" Trixi shouted. "Yeah you do" I argued. "How do I have a sidechick if I don't even have a main chick?" Trixi asked me. "You do" I replied. "Anything else you know about me that I don't know?" Trixi asked sarcastically. "Yep. Things I'll never tell tell you" I responded with a sweet smile.
We reached third period. I glanced at the board. Partners again? What's wrong with our teacher? As soon as I sat down, Martin slid by me. Trixi gave me a scary look, demanding for me to pop the question. I took a deep breath and looked at Martin. He stared back. I got of course after approximately 10 seconds. I got lost in those never- ending milk chocolate eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Romance with a kick
RomanceElizabeth Siberian is a not your #1 movie star of the latest romance movie beauty. She has all these crushes, but this one... feels different. His name is Bryan Hallmark. He's not the cutest, he's not the sweetest, but he's hers. Or at least feels...