Should I text? Is it too late? Once a friend always a friend? Is that a saying? I chew on my bottom lip as my leg, bounces up and down up and down up and down at a constant rate.
*Alice💛* *click*
Me:
Hi how are you
I stare at my phone thinking- over thinking.
Just hi is better.
*backspace, backspace, backspace, backspace*
Me:
Hi
*send*
I hope see she at lest- maybe, possibly - texts me back.
Alice💛:
Hi
How are you N?
Me:
Ok
You? You ok? Your family
I text with the big smile spread on my face.
We are finally talking again- finally.
I hated this, I hated how we pushed each other.
Alice💛:
Ok, better
Family pretty good
My sister just got married
Me:
That is great
I am happy for you
Alice💛:
Thanks
You wanta meet at the park?
Me:
Yeah
Why not
I send without a second thought, like old times.
•••••••••
I am sitting on the same bench again. Hoping to fix my problem with my friend, again- but this time Alice not Dummy.
*Ding*
Dummy💛:
Wanta hang out today?
Me:
Sorry can't
I have plans
Dummy💛:
With who?
Right then I feel someone looking over my shoulder. I turn and she Alice in all her glory.
Leggings, loss crop top, dark brown hair and eyes. Is she wearing makeup!?
"You wearing makeup?!" I ask. She always hated makeup. Her face turned a little at that, oops?
"Shit, sorry. Alice- hi. I like your makeup. Ya look nice and healthy." I look to gauge her reaction. She smiles. Good? Bad? In between?
"Nice to see you to Narcissa. And thanks, I try."
"You not mad?"
"No." She laughs. I am shocked.
"Alice.?" A shocked voice sounded from behind me. Shit, hell to the no. Please don't be Dummy. I turn. Dummy.
"Hi." I say.
"Alice," is all he is saying "you guys talking again?"
"Hi, James."
"Hi, Alice. Nice to see you." You can feel the tension.
"James you want to hang with me and N?"
"Sure..," he looks at me "sounds nice- I guess."
"Do you two want to kiss." I say. Not thinking though my words. Oops? They look at each other. No, they needed that push.
Stepping back I go and get a coffee. When I come back they are in lip lock, her hands in his hair, his hands on her waist. I just walk away and let them have a moment- they deserve it. I guess. Hope this ends well.
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