"book nerd" "weirdo"

getting to know

"were here" Charlie says and parks the car, she takes out the keys and we both get out, I can only now notice her outfit....she's wearing green and white plaid pajama pants and a black tank crop top, why is my only word for her discription 'pretty'? is that weird? that I think she's pretty? we met like two days ago and everything went so fast.....but I feel like we should've met a long time ago, then we'd be closer.

We enter her house and we walk in, I notice her mom watching t.v and she see's us coming in.

"there you are Charlie! I see you've brought Blane over again, don't you have school tomorrow though?" her mom says and tilts her head slightly but she still seems very welcoming, I only mumble a silent "hi" and nod as I do, I take off my shoes as Charlie speaks and takes off her own.

"I know mom but he'll only be here for a few hours, I'll take him home before eleven" and Charlie and I walk to her room, I immediately sit on her bed, letting out a sigh when my body makes contact with the warm blanket and Charlie sits across from me. I want to look at her longer, but I can't even make eye contact, I look around her room, as though I didn't get a full view last time I was here, I feel the bed dip and I know she is sitting across from me, looking at me, I look back at her finally making contact with her sky- blue eyes, I steady my breath and wait for her to say something, I don't know what to say.

after a few seconds she finally starts the conversation.

"do you want to watch a movie or....sorry I just can't think of anything else, I usually read or do homework but I finished it" she sighs slightly, I can see in her eyes that she's conflicted, but I'm only confused, shouldn't it have been awkward when I first came over? I shrug my shoulders and decide to try and talk.

"we could just......talk" I mumble calmly, breaking the silence that was soon taking us over and eating us up, she takes a moment to think before nodding

"that's  good idea, we should get to know each other more"

I look at her to see if she has any questions, she always has something to say, but nothing comes out and I know that it's me who has to start.

"school is almost over, d-do you have plans?" I say as calmly as I can, trying not to be so quiet and I look at her as she nods.

"I want to study arts and history, what about you?"

"criminology and music, might have to choose others" I mumble and she shrugs in understanding. "I kinds guessed music, it's not hard to suspect" she smirks a little and that only causes me to smirk as well "well arts seemed pretty predictable for you" and she nods before poking my arm playfully "I knew I could get you to talk more"

"I guess so" I say blankly, I didn't mean for my response to sound dry but I don't have anything else to say. I yawn and look at her "I'm  getting kinds tired, can I uh.....go to sleep?"

she nods and sighs, understanding that this conversation was going nowhere, we both lay down, she faces the wall while I stare at the ceiling, we fall asleep.