Sage Gibson wasn't prepared for his whole existence to be uprooted and moved away. He didn't love his life, but that didn't mean he wouldn't miss it. Now he's in a small town where he pretends not to notice the looks some people give him. Maybe it's...
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I groan while sitting in the passenger seat of Marc's truck. "I can't feel my legs."
Marc laughs under his breath while getting in. "Really?"
"Don't act so high and mighty. I know you're sore."
"Oh, definitely am." He nods. "I still think you're dramatic."
"Yeah, whatever. Just take me home." I sigh. I really am sore. And hungry.
I wonder if Marc's mom will make any traditional Japanese food like she packs for their lunches. I could use some of that. It always tastes amazing when Marc gives me some at lunch, which he does every day.
I really want food now.
"Need the AC turned up?" Marc's question knocks me out of my food-craving haze.
"I'm okay."
"Okay." He smiles, his arm relaxed across the center console.
"I should make you watch romcoms with me tonight just to spite you." I grumble, still being petty about sore I am from practice.
He laughs. "If you do I'll make you watch a horror movie with me."
"Oh no." I roll my eyes, a smirk making its way to my face. "As long as it isn't too graphic and we watch something cute after, I guess I won't mind."
"Really? Don't play with me, I really will make you watch one."
"As long as I get my pick afterward. And again, it isn't too graphic." I shrug. Then I have to slip in a joke so we don't get too serious, "Will you hold me if I get scared?"
He smiles. Not a smirk or anything, a genuine smile. "I'd hold you even if you weren't. Just gotta ask."
I push down the fluttering feeling in my stomach, and ignore it. Instead, I smile like I always do. "Damn, who knew you were such a romantic?"
"Me, I've been waiting for you to notice." He sends a smirk my way and that's a little harder to ignore.
"You can't stay stuff like that." I reach over and poke the side of his face. He smiles. "I'll start to think you're into me."
He hums. "I won't quit then."
I full-on short circuit at that. I try to think of a response for a minute or two before we pull into his driveway and I lose my chance. I look at Marc he parks his truck and turns it off but he just gives me a smirk.
