After getting myself ready, I wait for Tyler to show up. Then mom calls me from the living room and I know that it is him. In the living room, I say goodbye to mom, telling her am heading to practice. Bit I still don't mention what's going on between Michelle and I.
When I walk out with Tyler, he holds my hand and looks at me. 'You ready?'
I nod and smile. His hand feels very soft and warm holding mine. I don't want him to let go, which he does when we get into a bus. Now I have one more thing on my hate list.
We find a spot on the right side somewhere in the middle. I sit closer to the window and he sits next on the other side. Then he looks at me and smile. I feel those butterflies in my stomach again. Ah!!
'What?' he asks. His smile now bigger. 'I have something on my face?'
'No,' I giggle. 'You looked at me first so I should be the one asking you that.'
He laughs. 'You look so much like your mom you know. I know you told me that before but seeing her today in person...you so much alike than I thought.'
'I hear that a lot. Thanks?'
'Haha,' he laughs and puts his hand on mine. Yay, finally. 'And you're really pretty Kay. Really.'
I feel myself blush and I giggle quitely. 'Thanks.' He looks the other side then forward and takes a deep breath. His hand still on mine.
'So what happened between you and Michelle. Anything you'd like to talk about?'
'Um,' what should I say? Hey, Ty. Me and Michelle started arguing about kissing. Such a great cause for a fight between bestfriends. Now remembering all that, I still can't believe that we really fought because of that. And now I just remember her more and I realize I miss her. I miss her so much am gonna cry even though am still angry at her. She's—
'Kay? It's okay you don't have to talk about it.' That makes me realize how silent I suddenly became.
'It's just...sorry.' It's all I say.
'It's okay. C'mon we're almost there.' Then he lets go of my hand as the bus slow down to stop. I hate how empty and light my hands feel whenever he lets go. I wish he could hold it forever. He looks at me again and smiles. 'And I really like you.'
I really like you too. I want to say only that I don't. I want to say it but the words don't come out. I hope he interprets my smiling as I like you too Tyler.
When he looks away, I look at his face. He's really cute. Why does a guy like him like me? It's not so much that guys prefer me to my bestfriend. Why him? I just hope he means it.
When the bus finally stops. We go out together and we head into the NXY building.
When we finally get in, there are the other singers waiting in the corridor. Some are standing while others are seated. There are only a few of them, about ten.
'We should talk to the judges first right?' He asks me.
'Yea,' I reply. 'I think I should go alone. There's this female judge, she's...'
'That's why am coming with you.' He interrupts. I try not to smile at this but I still do.
'Mmm, okay, it's that room over there.' I lead him to the room and I suddenly feel myself tense as I knock on the door.
'Yes, come in.' A female voice that I recognize as judge Ladge. I feel myself hesitate but then I take a deep breath, knowing all that am doing is worth it. Tyler notices my hesitation so I just go in before he asks anything. Feeling the eyes of the other participants on me, I just ignore them as Tyler follows me in and closes the door.
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Friends With You
Truyện NgắnThe NXY is a singing competition for young singers held every year and this year, bestfriends Kayla and Michelle are trying out. They audition to secure their spot at national level the following year. But sometimes good friendships comes with a gr...