That was really weird. Clarie just asked if I liked Blake. Him and I are friends, but we are nothing more. We hang out a lot, but that doesn't mean that I like him or anything. Plus, it will probably turn out like all the other times I get too friendly with a guy and then I start to like them, and then I ask them out and they deny me. It always happens. But I am sure that is not going to happen. Guys just aren't attracted to a smart, book-loving ,softball playing girl. Which I don't see why they don't like me but whatever.
Blake is different, though. He actually wanted to be my friend. He always wants to listen to what I have to say and he always has something to say. He is very funny and always makes you laugh. And that smile. His smile is so bright and it is always on even at the worst times. As I was thinking, I took one look at his face and then I remembered what Clarie had said. Claire's words were echoing in my mind. "You like Blake, You like Blake, You like Blake" Thinking about it made me think. Do I like Blake?
No, No that is just stupid. Blake and I are just friends aren't we? Then he started to tap me on the shoulder. I soon realised that I was daydreaming and kinda spaced out. I woke up once I heard Blake's voice.
"Ella...... Ella.......ELLA!" his dreamy voice was enough to wake me up.
"Sorry, Blake, I kinda spaced out for a second there."
"It's okay. So what were you day dreaming about?"
I kinda panicked because I didn't know what to say to him.
"Oh, it's nothing."
"Okay," He said with his dreamy voice again.
My face felt hot. And it wasn't just because of the weather. I was embarrassed. I was never like this. Maybe I DO like Blake.
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♥The Summer of Fifteen♥
RomanceThirteen-year-old Ella Lazer is about to have the summer of her life. She just doesn't know that until she meets a guy. Everything changes after that. :)
