Chapter 11

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I was popping M&Ms into my mouth contently laying Melanie’s bedroom floor while she changed into her pajamas. She had gotten us matching sets the time we went to the mall for my birthday, and joked about us wearing them every time we slept over. It ended up becoming a tradition. I chuckled to myself as Mel returned to the room with the ridiculous pajamas on.

Mel and I went into the kitchen to make some popcorn. I sat on the granite counter as she threw a bag of popcorn into the microwave. So, here I was with Mel making popcorn the night of our Winter Formal. I didn’t have a date and I just didn’t feel like going. Zel asked me if I wanted to go with him just as friends, but to be honest I rather just sit here with Melanie and chill out. I wasn’t too much of a social freak.

The Winter Formal… It’s been 3 months since Kenzlie and Blaze have been dating. Winter Break was over, and they didn’t seem to be very close anymore.

“So Kenz and Blaze don’t seem to be so buddy-buddy anymore, huh?” Mel said, repeating exactly what was going through my head. We seem to have ESP going on between us, or something.

I thought that they were really cute together and stuff, but their relationship didn’t seem to be very tight. They saw each other in every class and they had swim practice with each other, but I felt like they were pulling apart. Actually I think Kenzlie lost most interest in Blaze, to be completely honest. There’s this guy named Carter Gary. I didn’t see anything in this guy, but that was typical me. Kenzlie had a taste in guys that I didn’t have any interest in whatsoever.

“Yeah, I guess not.. But they’re going to the formal together so we could be mistaken,” I said shrugging.

 I had gotten used to Blaze and Kenzlie. I tried to hang around with Blaze as much as possible when Kenzlie was absent. Blaze had walked me home pretty much every other day, as I only rode my bike on work days and I only worked Monday, Wednesday and Friday at a local children’s dance studio.

Now that I think about it, and me and Blaze we really close friends now. Not as close as I was with Zel, but still really close. Oh God, Zel. He’s had a crush on me for as long as I could remember. I accidentally overheard him talking to one of his friends a couple years ago. I heard it a second time a few months ago via a girl in my dance class that he babysat. I’d heard it several different times from several different people. I liked staying friends with him and it seemed like he didn’t mind either. I didn’t want to risk a relationship ending badly and losing him altogether. I hope he finds a girl that he likes more than me. I’m sure he will and that girl is one lucky person.

Mel took the popcorn out of the microwave and we went back up stairs to munch on more food and just chill out. Home during the formal… I shook my head. I wonder what Blaze and Kenzlie are up to.

Blaze’s POV

I was at the formal with Kenzlie and I enjoyed it but I guess Kenzlie just wasn’t the one. There wasn’t much of a spark, you know? We’d just kinda been acting more as friends. We weren’t really that close anymore and I think that she had eyes for Carter Gary. If they’d gotten together, I knew he’d treat her right. He was a good guy. I guess I couldn’t be mad at Kenzlie for liking Carter because I liked Xoe.

It was hard for me NOT to fall for her. She was kind, sweet, gorgeous, friendly. She was very smart and got good grades. I couldn’t help it. She was my best friend and I had fallen for her. The best part is that I knew she liked me too. Well I hope so… I don’t know if she could forgive me for what I’d done on her birthday. I honestly didn’t plan for it to occur on her birthday, it just did. I wasn’t even aware it was her birthday.

I sighed. I’d just hoped she’d give me a chance. There’s just something about her that makes me smile. I knew her happiness, for the most part, was false. Whenever I tried to talk to her about it, she’d either dismiss my worries or tear up and assure me she was fine. I just wanted to make sure that whatever had happened to her wouldn’t happen again.

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