Chapter 14: Starting to get a strange feeling

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   Genna's POV:

Over the next few days, I've been slowly getting better physically. My ribs are less prominant and I have less of a thigh gap. I had let slip to Mary that I didn't want to become overweight, and she assured me that the diet would get me back to the weight I'm supposed to be for my age, then I'd be on a normal eating schedule again. Thank God.

Other things have been changing too. For example, I've been noticing little things (tee hee directioner moment) about Parker that I haven't before. Like how he has a small dimple on the right side of his mouth, or that he's gotten more tan because of Spain. That his hair isn't just blonde, it's multiple shades of blonde.

It's also weird to be around him now, because I get this fluttery feeling in my heart, like I'm about to do something scary. And happiness seems to swell up in my throat whenever he hugs me, which is a lot often now that I've broken down whatever walls I've put up since spain for him. 

But I seemed to be building new walls too. Like how I find it a bit hard to speak my mind around him now that I'm almost afraid it'll be the wrong thing to say.

        "You're spacy, child." Chelsea says next to me.

It was a Saturday, and Chelsea called me saying that I must meet her at the park immediately. My only response was how in the hell did she get my number. All she had to say was Parker's name and I sighed.

Now I was sitting next to her on the swings.

        "Sorry. I was thinking." I said. 

        "About...." she motioned her hands for more information. I smiled shyly.

        "Nothing." I said. She laughed and shook my shoulder slightly.

        "No way! Not with that smile. You were thinking of a boy!" She said. I shrugged and she squealed, turning on her swing to face me. I looked away, quietly telling her that I had no love interests whatsoever. She sighed, annoyed.

        "Yeah, and Carter is a fairy princess. No, seriously, you're thinking of a guy. It's obvious. Hmm.... is it....that guy who sits next to you in our math class?" She asked. I thought back to it and shook my head. Nah, he was too full of himself.

She listed off a bunch of other options, including Carter, which we had both laughed ourselves silly at that one. Her because the idea of anyone liking her brother was hilarious to her, and me because her laugh was so contagious. Plus it was pretty funny, the idea of me hooking up with her brother.

        "Parker?" She asked, after we'd righted ourselves. My eyes widened and I coughed.

        "What? No! He's like a brother to me! I've known him since kindergarten and...i'm living with him so no, that's just wrong." I said. She smiled evily.

        "Yeah. You like him." She said. I gave an exasperated sound.

        "No...I don't." I said. She looked at me with a soft smile, touching my shoulder.

        "Is he close to you? Do you care about him more than anything?" She asked quietly. I nodded yes to each one.

        "Then it's a possibility you could care for him that way. Girls always fall for the best friend. At least 9 out of 10 times." She said.

I looked down, playing with a dandelion stem, pulling it and twisting it.

I didn't like Parker that way. That would be just too weird...right?

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