nine - tyler

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andrea's smile. something that i couldn't stop thinking about.

andrea's smile.

when she laughed, her eyes would sparkle. she would look at me and her smile would stop the movement of the earth. it was a cliche, but it was too good to be true. every time she would glance at me, my heart stopped.

i sound like a cliche.

i took a look at her, studying her face.

"Tyler!" clary yelled behind me. i noticed andrea stiffen, she looked upset. i turned around and clary was waving, gesturing for me to sit with her. apparently, she had something important to tell me. i smiled apologetically at andrea and she frowned in return. i made a beeline towards clary, "hey ty." she smiled. i shifted my gaze to andrea.

"Hey," i didn't feel like having a conversation. clary poked me.

"Yo," clary frowned. i couldn't stop looking at andrea. clary sighed, "she's not important right now, you can drool later." i looked at her, disgust filling my face. she was taken aback, "I didn't mean it in a rude way, sorry." i nodded, hesitantly. clary filled me in on what she had to tell me.

'RING' the bell went off. i looked around, searching for andrea, but no luck.

"Mike!" i yelled after him. mike faced me.

"What's up?" mike asked. i asked him where andrea was, but he didn't know. i needed to talk to her.

-----------------180 minutes later-----------------

i shoved my hands in my pockets. andrea had left with gabrielle, so i walked to my car, alone. i got in and started the engine. i blasted the radio and listened to what was on. i drove to my house and parked. once inside, i dropped my bags off and went walking through my neighborhood. i knew that drea lived near me, so i decided to look for her. i walked, hands in my pockets, going through my encounters with both andrea and clary. they had something in common, clary being too nice, or too mean, and andrea stiffening up at her name or even leaving when clary and i start having conversation. the puzzle was put together. maybe andrea doesn't like clary, but why does she always laugh when it's just the two of them. i then realized, andrea felt weird with clary and me. i put my head in my hands.

when i looked up, the house i was standing in front of looked familiar. the house i had picked andrea from. her house. i approached the door and hesitated, not knowing who was home. i realized that drea complained about her mom not being home often, so i knocked.

"Coming!" i heard andrea's faint voice. i waited. the door was opened and andrea stood there. she gasped and looked down at her attire and fixed her glasses. i laughed at her surprised reaction and opened my arms wide. she slightly frowned and let me hug her.

"Hey Shorty," i smiled. she gave me a small smile.

"Hey."

i studied her facial expression, "how are you?"

"I'm good," she scratched her wrists. something she does when she would lie. i nodded slowly. she looked up at me, "what brings you here, Treetop?"

i responded, "I don't know. I was kind of walking..." it was a half-lie. she nodded and gestured for me to come in. i walked in, following her, and she took a seat on her couch. i followed her actions and took a seat as well. she looked at me. she fiddled with her fingers. "Soo," i looked around. "I wanted to ask you something." she smiled, letting me continue, "there's this girl i like-"

"Let me guess. Clary?" she said, a little too harshly.

i was taken aback, "no.. anyway. Smart, pretty, and funny, but I don't know how to talk to her." andrea looked down. she was thinking about something.

"Well, um, tell her how you feel. She'd be stupid to turn you down." i was surprised at her response. stupid to turn me down? what did she mean by that? i shook it off.

"Okay," i nodded. she forced a smile. she seemed upset. i looked at my watch, "I have to go, my mom must be looking for me." she frowned, but suddenly forced a smile.

"O-okay," she stuttered. i smiled and held my arms out. she gave me a hug this time, "I like you," she whispered so quietly, i barely heard her. she closed the door before i could ask.

before she could tell me.

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how was that :D
~sacchi~

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