Roses and Cherry Blossoms

Chapter 9

I have a crush on Cupcake.

After a week of knowing Seb, I have concluded that I have a giant crush on my Cupcake.

After a week knowing Seb, I don't feel anywhere close to how I did about Cupcake within five minutes of meeting him.

Seb doesn't give me butterflies or make me blush.

Everyone was telling me that I like Cupcake, I even thought that I did, but with nothing to compare it to, I had no idea how I really felt.

Well, now I know. I like him. Not just a little bit, a lot. An online quiz told me that. It actually said I was in love with him, but I wouldn't go that far yet, it has only been two weeks. I don't think you can fall in love that quickly.

I feel like I am hiding something from my Cupcake, but I don't want to tell him if he doesn't feel the same.

Looking at my nails makes me smile. We decided that Friday after school is nail day, we are going to pick a new color out every week! We are always going to have matching nails!

I let Cupcake pick this week, but the light purple he chose makes me think he just picked what he thought I would like. It's so pretty!

I hold the only plain black dress I own and stare at it. It's not very me, but it's Cupcake's favorite color. I know he is wearing black today, he always does. It would be so cute if we matched!

Should I wear leggings and a giant sweater? That would be good for the weather. But am I even me if I'm not wearing a dress or a skirt?

I grab my thickest pair of black leggings. They might not be very me, but they are good for the weather and what we have planned. I look through my collection of sweaters. I don't want to wear black on black.

I pick out a light gray sweater that is long enough to cover my little bum to match. And fuzzy boots! They are so soft and warm!

I trip and fall putting on the leggings and Grandma yells at me for making too much noise, but other than that I manage to get dressed with no issues. The outfit looks so different for me. I hope Cupcake doesn't hate it! What if he hates it?

With thirty minutes until Cupcake arrives, I decide to braid my hair. Two perfect Dutch braids end just under my armpits, both tied off with a white ribbon. After about four attempts on each side, that is. It has to be perfect!

I grab the most sparkly lip gloss I own and put it on. Hopefully Cupcake thinks it's pretty! I love glitter!

Cupcake yells at me when I bring my wallet and try to pay for things, so I leave it behind, only grabbing my phone. Maybe he doesn't know I can use it to pay for things and I can pay when he isn't looking! That's brilliant!

Actually he is the one that taught me I could pay with my phone. Maybe he will forget about it!

When I get Cupcake's text that he is here, I move so fast that I trip over a rug. I am just so excited to see him again!

When I open the door, there he is. My Cupcake, looking as beautiful as ever. Today he is dressed all in black from head to toe.

"You look beautiful." I tell him, giving him a smile. He is just such a beautiful person. I am so jealous!

"Princess, your beauty never fails to amaze me." He counters, pulling me into a hug, holding me so tightly that one might think we haven't seen each other in years.

"Is my outfit okay? Does it look weird? I feel weird. I never usually wear things like this." I tell him once we pull apart.

"You look amazing as always." He assures me. "But you being comfortable is all that matters." He adds.