Pita, continued

Chap.5, Someone different?

I was so excited about the football game I had forgotten about anything else. But once the excitement wore off, I realized how sad I was. I knew I was going to have to choose. The problem was I already knew who I was going to pick, I just didn't know how to do so without hurting the feelings of the other boy. 

The football game was for lack of a better word eventful. A lot of screaming, eating way too much candy, and running around in the cold. I had a good time overall, but the adrenaline of seeing Tanner was the biggest thought on my mind. Chloe and I had gone to find Adriana and some of our other friends. We sat by them on a grassy area below a balcony next to some stairs. The whole time my friends wouldn't stop screaming about Tanner and Haris to tease me. At some point during all of this, Tanner and his other two friends were standing on the balcony looking over us! So that was great. The night finished and I went to bed exhausted. The entire weekend I was excited for school on Monday. Nervous, but mostly excited. I walked into English Monday and anxiously waited. You can imagine my disappointment when Tanner wasn't there. I didn't really care, I still had Haris. But the next day, Haris wasn't there either! Or the next day! I have no idea why they were gone, but they both came back on the same day. The next Monday, I put my drink on my desk. 

"Lemme get a sip!" Tanner said as he took my drink without asking. 

It all happened so fast. I didn't even have time to refuse. He tried to waterfall, but... You know that thing when you drink something to fast or cough while you're drinking, and your drink goes everywhere? Yup. His sweatshirt was splattered with MY watermelon Ice sparkling water. Half of the bottle was gone.

"That's what happens when you steal other people's drinks, mister!"

We basically flirted for the rest of class. 

About a week had gone by and everyone was tired of me talking about Tanner without actually doing anything. So, I came up with yet another one of my "amazing" plans. I was going to ask Tanner for his number Thursday, then tell him I liked him on Friday. AND I decided that Haris had until Friday to do something because I may or may not have a boyfriend soon. On Thursday, I got his number. I thought about texting him, but I chickened out. The whole weekend I was reflecting. My whole personality had changed the more I talked to Tanner. It was almost kind of centered around him. I had always had a bad habit of changing my personality to be like whoever I liked at the time. I guess I just hadn't realized I was doing it with Tanner too. It made sense. I had become more confident, louder, more flirtatious. All characteristics of him. 

Friday came, and I was so nervous. I texted him after school. 

"Hey, it's Avery. From English class. Can I call you later?" 

He actually called me first, which was surprising. I hung up on him because I wanted my sister there when I told him. I sprinted to my room and called him. My sister jumped on the bed and we waited for him to answer. 

"Hi"

"Hey"

"So, I just wanted to tell you something..."

"Yeah"

"Uhm..."

I realized then that I wasn't actually prepared for all of the nervousness that I would expirience. The whole week I was excited, but I had never been nervous to tell him. I couldn't do it and made the mistake of handing my phone to my sister. My eight year old sister who loves to embarrass me.

"Avery has a crush on you!" She yelled, "She wants to marry you!"

"NO!" I screamed, and a chase ensued. 

We both started screaming and I chased her around my house and eventually outside. She hung up on him. She called him back and asked him if he liked me. I tried to ask my sister what he said, but the only thing she told me was he said,

"Yeah, and what else?" and hung up.

I had no idea what the heck that meant. I texted him and all he said was "Uhm..." and then he blocked me! I was about as confused as an 80-year-old woman with dementia. I had my friend Allie text him and ask what he meant. He was secretive at first but eventually admitted that he didn't like me back.