New Orleans

Chapter 4

My eyes widen as I keep my head still. I ask slowly, "what?" Just in case I said it in my mind.

"Show me your face." Camaz replied, an eyebrow raised. I nod in assurance that I must've thought he said I was pretty. "What did you think I said?" Camaz asked. I shake my head, not responding. He chuckled and I turned and saw a smirk. I scratch my cheek carefully and breathe awkwardly.

"So um," I began. "Interested in anything?" I ask. I could feel a joke coming on. You. He could've answered. But instead he changed the subject. "What's your favorite food?" "Oh, um," he gave me a few moments to think. "A salad with no tomotes." I shrugged.

He nodded and answered, "Same." I stare at him for awhile as he stares at me. "Where do you li-" I cut him off. "Now that you'll have to look up." I say with a light giggle.

He smiled and nodded. "Mm, as you wish." I roll my eyes and open my water. I see him scan my face and I position myself less awkwardly. I'm closer to the screen rather than far. I see another smile on his face and my face gets red. I ignore the tint of red in my cheeks and face. I look him in the eye and click on a tab. I open up 'Truth or Dare' and smile.

"Why are you smiling, Caz?" Camaz asked. "Wanna play truth or dare?" I answer plainly. He nodded and I start off. "Truth or Dare?" "Hm, Dare." I nod and read one off. "I dare you to balance a tea spoon on your nose with a egg."

It was so funny. He got the smallest spoon he could find, a measuring spoon. He got an egg and put it inside the little hole. He balanced it on the bridge of his nose, and it fell. He and I laughed and I had to read off his punishment. "Now," I got interrupted with a small giggle. "You have to get a romance book an turn to page..192 and at the bottom of the right page, read off the last paragraph."

He did as asked. He got the book, and laughed as he read it off. "He stared at me with his red eyes and sighed. 'I'm sorry." He had said. "Its OK." I reply. I forgave him with a 'kiss of love.'"

The both of us had the rest of the day until my little sister, Finch, came home. She was in 4th grade and I was in 11th. I helped her with homework as Camaz had to go eat dinner. We stopped talking for the day and I got a text from him at 11:36PM.

Camaz: I got your number.
Caz: Hah, I gave you it.
Camaz: Pfft, maybe? ;)

What was that wink for? I ask myself.

Caz: Haha, well, I have to go. Talk to you at school?
Camaz: Totally! Good night.
Caz: 'Nite.

~~The Next Morning...~~