Loving him

Chapter 3: I'm going to take you out for lunch

I swear that boy has the nerve sometimes. For the next two classes he didn't even look at me. As soon as lunch came I met up with my friends in the lobby and we headed to lunch.

  As we were walking into the lunchroom Caden comes up to me and asks to talk. He looks so cute and of course I accepted. That's what a crush does to you. We walked outside to the picnic tables and sat down.

  We just stared at each other for a second until Caden spoke up and said "Listen, I'm really sorry I never meant to get you in trouble or ignore you I still think back to the times were the both of us couldn't be separated and when we were the best of friends. I don't know if we could become that again but could we start?"

  I thought about it for a minute and I realized that I just got friend zoned. I frowned. "Well are you gonna sit there and pout or what?" "I think we can start back trying to be friends again Caden. Just please don't treat me wrong."

  "I'll try not to sugar plum" he says and smirks. "Stop with the dumb ass pet names" I say. He puts his hands up and says "I surrender alright?" and I laugh. "Clarie? I'm going to take you out for lunch, and you're going to say yes or I'm gonna tickle the fire out of you." I bust out laughing. Sometimes you can't take him seriously and it's really funny when you can't.

  Next thing I know I'm tackled to the ground and I'm getting tickled. "Stop you twat!" I yell. He keeps going on and on until I finally say "Okay! I'll go to lunch with you geez!" He grabs my arm and I feel a burning sensation. As soon as we get to his truck I give him a look.

  His truck is way taller than me. "I'm gonna need help you know." I say and he comes over and opens the door and helps me in. While he helps me in he grabs my butt and I kick his neck.

  "Keep your hands to yourself." I say then he shrugs and says "Sorry it wanted to feel my hand." "Sure Caden sure." I say and he closes the door and walks back to the driver side he gets in and starts the truck.

"You have about forty minutes to get me food and come back to school so make it snappy." I say. He rolls his eyes and heads to McDonald's.