The Odd Life of Eric & Quinn

12/1

Oh my, what a day. It's the first day of December and I think I might explode with joy. I was being sarcastic, by the way. They are calling for snow, but I doubt it. The only miracle I want this winter is Percy coming back from the dead. He died 2 years ago. Not as a zombie, though. I don't want a zombie boyfriend. Other than my childish imagination, everything else seems pretty normal. Good grades, friends, food, parent (my father died when I was young), annoying best friend. Yep. Typical life for Quinn Winchester, I guess.

My mom keeps bugging me to help put up Christmas decorations around the house but I'm not in the mood. I'm too busy eating. I might have a slight eating problem.

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The bell rings, signaling 3rd period. Of course, everyone is already getting into the Christmas spirit. Everyone except me. 3rd period starts 4 minutes later. I have chorus 3rd period. Chorus means sitting next to Marisa Carie for the next 40 minutes.

Marisa is maybe one of the worst singers in the whole school, yet she's also the richest kid at our school. She lives in a neighborhood full of wealthy people bathing in their own dirt and money. She won 16 Little Ms.Beauty Pageants. 16! She constantly brags about how all her clothes are from France when I see the same exact outfit she's wearing at Target. I have the honor of sitting right next to her in chorus, listening to her beautiful voice for a whole 40 minutes. Sometimes I wish I could kill myself because of it. 

Okay. Enough about Marisa. I got my music folder and sat down in my chair. I could hear the flutes in the band room next door, simply making beautiful sounds of music. I just stopped and listened for a few minutes before chorus actually started. I never really noticed how beautiful the flutes sounded. And then came the "beautiful" sounds of Marisa singing. Just. Wonderful.

Lunch time came around, finally. Like I said before, I have kind of a food issue. I ate my lunch, then my friend Lucina came. Lucian is tiny (or at least compared to me, the strangely tall Quinn Winchest). 

"So" Lucina said as she sat down next to me, "How was your day so far, Quinn?"

"Good, how was yours?" I said to her with a smile.

"Normal day. It was good." She said in reply.

We sat there in silence. The rest of the cafeteria, full of high school kids booming with laughter, joy, and conversation. Soon, my friend Summer came with her school lunch. I look at her, then her fries, then back at her. She smiled and said, " You may have a fry." I grabbed one and ate it quickly. God, I'm such a pig.

The rest of the school day was pretty boring.

I decided to walk over to my neighbors house. They have a son a year older than me and we're best friends. People think we like each other, but we don't. Or at least he doesn't like me. I don't think. I like him. A lot. I hide it though. His name is Eric. The Christmas lights at his house were also up. Eric's mom and my mom compete every year in the Christmas light's competition in our neighborhood. The way my mom brags about her 3 year winning streak is annoying.

I'm starting to think I'm the only one that is not in the Christmas spirit. At least Eric isn't like that. Yet. I walk into the house and take off my boots. Eric's mom tells me to take them off so I don't track dirt around the house. I yawn and flop down on Eric's bed while he is reading.

"Why hello there, Quinn. Would you like to explain why you are here?" Eric asked as he continued reading.

"I'm lonely and my mom was making meatloaf so I told your mom, and then your mom invited me over for dinner." I mumbled.

"So you know it's pizza night at my house today, like every Friday?"

"Eric, that's another reason I'm here."  I said, looking up at him. He laughed and put away his book. I turned on the TV and went to the Disney Channel. High School Musical 3 was playing and Troy and Gabriella were waltzing together.

"I wonder how they dance like that." I blurted out, not thinking.

"I know how. Maybe I can teach you at the Winter Gala at school. Speaking of that, do you wanna go with me?" Eric said. I could tell he said that with out thinking because he was blushing like crazy. I nodded. I kissed his cheek, grabbed my things, then left.

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I've been thinking about what I did to Eric and the Winter Gala for three hours now. The Winter Gala was on December 15th; this Friday. I looked at my phone to see 1 missed call and 3 new messages. The call and 1 of the messages was from Eric and the other two messages were from Summer. 

Summer : You kissed Eric on the cheek?!

Summer : omgomgomg

Me : I think he likes me. He asked me to the Winter Gala

Summer : OMGkdjlfdsjkaf GO WITH HIM SAJFKdsK screw me go with him love birds <3

I decided to check the message from Eric.

Eric :  I thought you maybe liked me

Me : CONGRATS ERIC! you found out that Quinn Winchest has a crush on you.

Eric : What u srs.??

Me : yepp

Eric : Your window, m'lady

I look over to see Eric on the tree, looking right at me. I got up from my desk chair and opened my window. Eric's greenish hazel eyes stared at me, and my forest green eyes stared back at him.

"Is this going to ruin our friendship?" I asked him. Eric shrugged and said, "I hope not..." I let him enter my room and I sat back down in the desk chair. 

"So what are you going to do about this awkward situation?" I asked Eric. "How do I do what now?" He said. I giggled. Eric picked me up and put me on my bed, and I gave out a little yelp. "Quinn, I'm not gonna murder you or anything. Jesus Christ." He said with a chuckle. Eric leaned in and kissed me. It lasted about 6 seconds, but then I pulled back.

"My mom's here." I said. Eric nodded and went out the window. I just say on my bed in silence for a while. I decided to take a nap. There were a lot of thoughts that were running through my head at the moment. What just happened?