Chapter 31
Kailah's POV
"Get your ass off my bed, Kailah!" My best friend nagged, pulling at both my hands, trying to get me to stand up and leave my safe haven, which is our room.
And she was dreadfully succeeding. There's only so much a tall gymnast could do against a black belter in Jujitsu, Karate, Aikido and Tae Kwon Do. I knew I was fighting a losing battle and I was losing FAST!
"Why are you being so hard now, Purple? I thought you had already decided to finally man up and confess?!" Kim further scolded me, her voice unsurprisingly held irritation.
"Because! It's only been, what, five minutes after I decided that! Can't you atleast give this little poor heart of mine time to prepare for whatever blow it's going to get?! The blow could be from cupid's arrow of approval or a jack hammer from Hades, you know! It's crucial, crucial!" I exclaimed, trying to stop the twitches my lips were making.
I always knew I had an awesome tongue in me.
She rolled her eyes at my words and huffed out at the same time she let go of my hands.
"Fine! I sometimes wonder how I got a love noob for a best friend. You're such a pain in my ass!" She stated exhaustingly, throwing her hands up in the air in an I-give-up kind of way.
"But you love me and I love your ass, it's hot!" I retorted, pouting at the first part then smirking after.
Placing her hand on her hip, "Yeah, yeah." She grumbled out with a playful scowl then she smiled, what boys would deem sexy and stuck out her butt. "A hot ass, that I do have." She stated, licking her index finger and bringing it to her butt cheek, making a sizzling noise, emphasizing how hot it is.
I cackled hard at her theatrics, clutching my stomach as I rolled on her bed, Kim joining, ROFLing.
Laughing felt good after crying so much and I hope I never cry again this summer. But that's obviously just wishful thingking.
After an earful of nagging from Kim, we headed out of our room.
We were currently walking along the cabins with me whipping my head from side to side, looking for any signs of Ian. I still didn't have a clue how to break it to him so I was trying to make sure we wouldn't accidentally meet.
Oh the horror of people seeing the awesome Kailah Venice Lenon gaping like a fish with her mouth opening and closing, a retard in the making.
I shuddered at the mental image.
I heard a very long, irritating and mocking sigh to my left which undoubtedly came from none other than my best friend.
I glared at her which she countered with an eye roll.
She let out another sigh but it was of relief. "Thank God you stopped whipping your head back and forth! I was afraid you'd whip it loose, making it fall off and roll on the ground." She mocked with a horrified look on her face.
"Oh the horror. Seeing the tragically stupid death of my best friend will surely give me endless nightmares!" She added with an exaggerated horrified voice, her hand placed on her forehead, palm out.
"Har har. But you know what, Nurps?" I asked looking at her seriously while we were still walking.
"What?" She asked.
"A headless Kim would definitely bring me peaceful slumber at nights. Since she wouldn't be able to use her tactless trap and plague my dreams and reality." I answered thoughtfully with a goofy grin, earning a dry look from her.
"Kidding, kidding! Honestly Nurps, I love your tactlessness and your nagging personality." I managed to bark out quickly when I saw her tapping her right heel, a tell-tale sign of an approaching roundhouse kick.
I shivered involuntarily as I remembered the tragic faces of those who were on the receiving end of what others call the 'devil's heel'.
She rolled her eyes, not believing what I said.
Oh, who am I kidding? I even felt myself wanting to hurl the lasagna I ate for lunch at the horrific words that came out of my mouth. I'm seriously washing it with soap later. The words left a foul after taste. Gah!
After a moment of comfortable silence while we walked, "Right, I almost forgot. Bonfire this evening. You coming?" Nurple asked.
I thought hard about it. Ian would be there and I'm sure (really?) that another three hours would be good enough to prepare my heart for whatever that's coming. If I prolonged it some more, some girl greater and more confident than my pathetic confidence right now would snatch away my chance.
What better time than tonight right?
I looked at Kim and nodded and as always, being the self-proclaimed psychic that she was (She just sees through me easily, really), understood the meaning behind my thoughtful look.
She beamed at me then proceeded to tackle-hug me, sending us both on the ground with her on top of me and the kids around giving us strange looks.
I heard wolf-whistling and turned my head to find horny boys looking at us like we were some lesbian strippers giving them the most entertaining act they've seen in their whole lives.
"Get a life!" I yelled at them, making them scurry off to God knows where.
"Boys." I muttered under my breath.
"Will be boys." Kim added as she stood up, helping me up as well.
And just like that, my three hours of preparation was up. I was pacing nervously in our room, my flow-y skirt swishing with every u-turn I did.
At the sight of the skirt, I stopped pacing and examined my outfit.
Kim forced me into a navy blue, form-fitting corset tube top that ended just above my thin, beige flow-y skirt that reached my knees.
Kim insisted on heels and make up but with what I was planning on doing tonight, my black low cut converse and my usual make up-free face were the best option if I was going to run away and cry my eyes out again if I was dreadfully rejected.
I know! My self-esteem and confidence are wavering right now. But cut me some slack! I'm an amateur in this thing called love, remember?
With one final sigh, I left the safety of our room and headed to the bonfire-lit field, where my heart would either flutter and soar with happiness or get stabbed gazillion times until it bleeds dry and then tossed into the flames of a bonfire surrounded by happy and oblivious kids.
Now I hate that stupid saying 'Ignorance is bliss'.
Look at where that got me.
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That One Summer
RomanceDO NOT READ! UNDER SLOW MAJOR RECONSTRUCTION. Summer can be a beginning or an end. For Kailah, it was both. She's hated boys ever since she can remember and it was just her luck that she happens to be stuck with a best friend who just can't seem to...