A Stupid, Hopeless Crush

Chapter-13 An Old Friend

❤ Kylee Jackson ❤

The next day, everything is weird.

No, seriously! I have been feeling weird since I woke up. First of all, my shower wouldn't work. I was getting late for school, and I screamed and shouted at the shower to start working. Finally, I became so desperate that I started stroking the showerhead as if it were my lover, and tried to motivate it to work.

Guess what? It started working.

Then, my bedroom door got stuck. I kicked and screamed and I was contemplating whether I should climb down that tree in front of my window to get out, but Dad was down there with a lumberjack, and told me he was gonna cut down the upper branches of that tree, because they were getting too long. I wanted to tell him that those long branches were my only source of being able to escape my room, but I couldn't because the stupid lumberjack had started his machine, or whatever it is, and it created a deafening sound.

I ran back to my door and promised that I would oil it if it let me go. I promised I would take care of it and treat it better and not bang it shut all the time. Then I gently put my hand on the doorknob and turned.

It actually opened.

Don't even get me started on Maximus (my bike, I mean). I mean, I do love him and all, but he was acting really fussy. Only when I promised that I would wash him twice a week instead of once a week, did he start up.

I grumble as I walk into the cafeteria, and sit down on June and my usual table. Everybody's been saying that they saw Kris and June kissing before the first period. Many think Kris needs an eye checkup, and many more say that June forced Kris to kiss her.

I mean, how juvenile is that?

I'm eating a hamburger, not looking up, when a very familiar (and sexy) voice clears their throat. I freeze mid-bite and look up, and sure enough, there's Brandon, staring at me intently. I keep chewing and look down again.

He sits down opposite me. "Spill."

I look at him and gulp down. "Spill...the food?"

He gives me a look, and then points behind me. I turn my head and see Kris and June walking to us, his arm around her shoulder.

"What's going on?" Brandon asks me. I shrug. "Ask them yourself."

They come over to our table and sit on the third side next to each other. "Hi guys," June says. Brandon nods at her, and I grin. "You look great together," I say, and then hastily add, "Just don't get all lovey-dovey mushy-mushy around me, okay? I might puke."

Kris rolls his eyes. "Fine. Still, thank you so much, Kyles. Thank you for getting us together."

"Really, Kyle. Thank you," June adds, her head resting on Kris's shoulder.

"Okay, okay! Don't sweat it, guys!" I exclaim, raising up my hands in surrender. I look over to Brandon, and he looks at me. Suddenly he gives me an evil look. "You set them up?!" He asks, narrowing his eyes. I shrug.

He then turns to Kris. "You're giving up our bromance for your romance?" He sounds hurt. June cracks up while Kris gives Brandon a look. "Do not insult my girl. And I'm not giving up our bromance."

Brandon huffs. "Whatever."

"By the way," Kris suddenly says, "you should get settled too now, bro. Become committed."

Brandon's eyes widen, and I suddenly look up, very attentive.

Will Brandon actually listen to Kris?